24.04. 2022
I was particularly moved by the image of ordinary people preparing incendiary bottles. This is a weapon of last resort, a weapon of DESPAIR and ANGER.
It does not work on tanks, but lighter armored vehicles can destroy them. One has to get very close to the enemy for the throw to be effective, the bottle can explode in the hand and douse the thrower with burning liquid.
It is an almost suicidal weapon.
How much desperation and courage, how much sacrifice and anger is needed to go out against soldiers with rifles, with only a bottle of gasoline in hand?
And yet in Ukraine they are already being made almost industrially. They are made by men, women, old and young, everyone. They even print leaflets with instructions on how to use them.
I want to see for myself what it’s like. For each day of the war – prepare a case of bottles.

The performance and installation were realized at the Center for Artistic Activities in Piotrkow Trybunalski as part of the festival TRANSITIONS – BETWEEN WORDS AND IMAGES.

Performance – May 13, 2022.

Exhibition May 13 – June 26, 2022.

20.05.2022
The war in Ukraine has been going on for almost 3 months now. We’ve already gotten used to it. We no longer read news from the front every day.
Refugees have become a normal sight, often our children go to school with them. Some Ukrainians are slowly returning home. If they have anywhere to go. America is sending weapons, politicians are advising over the oil embargo.
We are no longer afraid that Russia will invade Poland. The Ukrainians are doing quite well. NATO will defend us. It certainly will.
We are slowly being preoccupied with our own affairs. It’s getting more expensive in the stores. Children are going to communion. The end of the year, exams, graduations.
Where to go on vacation?
This is a natural reaction – people get used to everything.
To the fact that they have lost loved ones. That their home is a burned-out ruin. That they have no means of subsistence. That they survived a month in a basement and saw their fellow prisoners dying. That they had to bury their child on the lawn in front of the block.
That they were raped and tortured.
That the war is still going on and there is no telling when it will end. That still, every day people are killed. That still, every day bombs destroy lives.
We are getting used to it.
This is the 86th day. 86 boxes.

To już 86 dzień. 86 skrzynek.