I am fascinated by the sight of dust on heavy curtains, ferns, and dark wall units. The carpet patterns that served as mazes for children’s toys, and the search for repeating wood knots on the wainscoting – these are but a few of the memories that are still like open doors to the past for me. When we interact with the echoes of the 1990s (photographs, everyday objects, or returning fashion trends), we join a single memory community. The vision of those years, so strongly present in modern pop culture, enables me – busily pushing through every day – to return to my roots and reveal to the viewer the private, soft, homely, very “Polish”, and universal in me. With the painting language of realism, I am able to invite every viewer to find their own self lost somewhere amidst the cigarette smoke and static noise of the TV set.