weronika strzelczyk

A young woman coming from a land of frozen glaciers, lustrous snow, cracked ice floe, filled with spirits of ancestry and animal wildlings. She falls in a dream. Nightmare maybe. She opens her eyes and finds herself in a concrete world with metal and plastic. Frightened she walks along the streets, looks down, and sees, she has her home with. She is covered with a frozen glacier, lustrous snow, cracked ice floe, she wears her talisman with the spirits of her ancestry and animal wildlings. She feels safer in the new world.