‘Weed is visible. It’s a pity to pick it, though this time picking is exceptional. Then show to others. Later on you can find similar but looking better. Then it appears that the second one was better than the third where seeds are too large, they strew themselves, leaves are too big. Something new is visible, and when seen into – further sagebrush study, frisky leaves, flowers transformed into big fruit kasha, the whole is not as lacy as it used to be. These initial encounters are indispensable. When you don’t know what that is you go through holt by the Vistula river, nobody knows where it ends. For the first time, the thing is limitless, incomprehensible, unpredictable. This is how anxiety sometimes pays off’.
A passage from Yob Town (Chamowo) by Miron Białoszewski – the artist’s choice.Print