Sculpture by Krystyna Vershyna

The herd moves like a caravan — but do they know where they are going? A bridge through the arch reveals itself only to those who dare to pass through it. It speaks of entering a particular state of searching for things that nourish, that create a sense of presence, and that come together like a puzzle to form an inner support for the psyche. The arch is movable — and only the viewer decides whether it is an entrance into, or an exit from, this subconscious state. I am drawn to the idea of inventing a world of one’s own and immersing in it. Only a delicate balance between the real and the imagined can sustain us — yet without the realm of imagination, living becomes impossible. It is there that vision is born, filling the moment of creation with a sense of euphoria — the feeling of bringing something unique and untouched into existence.