"I came to see you, but you weren’t at home" - exhibition of Joanna Trzcińska

4 April - 25 May 2025
Gallery of Contemporary Art BWA SOKÓŁ

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4 April 2025, hour 18:00

An exhibition by Joanna Trzcinska featuring graphic works, paintings and objects.
Joanna Trzcińska, 1968 - visual artist. She presented her works in many collective and individual exhibitions in Poland and abroad, for example in Germany, Spain, Austria, France, Sweden, Romania, Italy, Hungary, Czech Republic, Bulgaria, the Netherlands, Croatia, Ukraine, Turkey, Israel, India, China, Japan and the USA.

He has a scientific post-doctoral degree [Polih: doktor habilitowany] and she runs Painting Expression Workshop at Faculty of Fine Arts in Academy of Fine Arts in Łódź, where she is employed as a professor. 

Her didactic work has been awarded with, for example, the Order of Merit for Polish Culture.

The artist about the exhibition:

“I came to see you, but you weren’t at home” is a title of a short story by Antonio Tabucchi. I don’t remember how I came across this story, but its content and title are deeply rooted in my memory. Today the title came to me and I have an impression that it fits perfectly the presented set of works.

Since a large part of my recent works are classical ready-made ones, that is works based on ready elements made by others, I  will quote a (ready-made) text from Antonio Tabucchi’s essay “Praise of Literature”. In the quoted fragment the implied subject of “literature” could be replaced with “art”.

[Literature] resembles a child’s play. A deadly serious one. When a child plays, everything becomes an object of that play. When the evening comes, the child takes a pebble, sits down on the steps in front of the house, holds the pebble in hand and claims it is the whole world. Let me emphasize it: the child not only thinks so, but says so. Only when these words are uttered, the magic begins to work and the pebble does become the world: this is a sine qua non condition. The child knows that if the pebble fell on the ground, the world would be destroyed, universe would be degraded, starts would go mad and chaos would settle in. The child knows that as long as the play lasts, he or she has the fate of the whole world in their hands. Until the moment when the father comes smiling, the dinner is ready, it is time to go home”.



The entire text is available in the exhibition catalogue.