Deep forest walk

✷ ✧ ☼ Deep forest walk ✦ ✹ ✵
✷ ✧ ☼ Podróż w głąb lasu ✦ ✹ ✵

It was almost winter. Again, with my friend Helena, we went for a trip to the forest. It was raining, it was dark and cold but it brought us a lot of joy. I was wearing this silver plastic rain cloak. I have it since 2018 and it accompanies me on every travel (it’s taped with a silver duck tape in spots where it got torn), along the headlight, that I carry everywhere with me. You would be surprised how handy it becomes in everyday situations.
I felt like a futuristic techno-forest fairy with this magical light on my head, spreading luminance anywhere I walked. Being in that moist forest at moments felt like going back to the womb. There was something comforting in it. Although sometimes it was magnetically creepy - like passing through abandoned sacred space, as if trees became a crystal gothic cathedral.

We were discussing some conspiracy theories, I especially love the alien ones. What if some of them are so tiny that we can’t see them?

“Foliara / Foliarz” in polish is a therm for a person that believes in conspiracy theories and wears a tin foil hat made out of aluminium foil for protection. And there I was - covered with silver foil, maybe not aluminium but I felt that my tin-foil hat believes are getting grounded while I squat on the wet forest-bed.

100x130cm
2022
Oil on canvas