Underwater Ophelia

We know that Ophelia drowned, she took a plunge into a large soup bowl, where wild flowers floated, making her departure from this world rather aesthetically pleasing. She has been washed out elsewhere, into a world I am trying to understand, for reasons I am also trying to understand. But before that, briefly, she appeared... Continue Reading →

Shadow Ophelia

Having left Ophelia, dressed in white like a bride, as she drowned herself in a bowl of floating blossoms, in the middle of the lush Kensal Green cemetery in May 2018, she was briefly spotted again in Candid Arts Centre on 22nd February 2019. This time she was all in black and she was enclosed... Continue Reading →

Fruits of Willesden Junction

On Friday I had the pleasure of meeting up with some of the members of the Willesden Junction Poets' group, brought together by Rose Rouse, for a project supported by Brent 2020 culture fund. It's been a joy drifting along the sprawling pathways of Willesden Junction, experiencing the place through their eyes, as various plants... Continue Reading →

New Normalities in Wormwood

There is something about those sweltering hot days, as the air stands still, enveloping us by a sense of unreality or hyperreality, like moving around one of those pictures in "frozen time effect". Something about the different time scales being out of synch with each other. The whole experience of walking with Steve yesterday felt... Continue Reading →

Thoughts from behind the screen

Still from a filming of Self-isolation dinner, April 2020 We are living through a moment in time where a physical proximity of others has become a threat. It is not a new idea of course, the idea of contamination has been here always, just as disease and infection have been part of our human history.... Continue Reading →

95th birthday of my Grandmother

Today is the 95th birthday of my grandmother Jiřina Vojáčková. Here she is in 2015 and 1940. Because we can't celebrate together in person, I wanted to mark the occasion by sharing here a short film I made, in 2017, a small tribute to the other 3 generations of women in my family. Here we... Continue Reading →

Self-isolation Dinner – script

I wanted to share with you the latest poetic film script, which was inspired by the current lockdown and social distancing rules, while also continuing with my experiments using food and its ingestion as a means of transportation into interior worlds. I am very interested in the creative process and therefore find sharing different steps... Continue Reading →

Through broken glass

Yesterday on my walk along the Thames, as the city dreamt its lockdown dreams, I picked up a piece of broken glass, a remnant of some smashed beer bottle perhaps, its sharp edges softened by slow grinding of endless grains of sand. Apparently people dream more vividly right now. I heard that on the radio... Continue Reading →

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