Janusz Wrobel
The Act of Seeing.
Seeing is an evolution, like Life itself.
Reflecting on it, refines my attempts to frame reality,
understanding what’s in front of me.
So, I wonder often at the water’s edge,
what people meant saying, “Water is Life.”
That must imply a wide space of meanings, interpretations, and relationships to unravel.
People always gaze at what laid there, and beyond.
Water and energy cycles; evaporation of the Great Lake water as an illustration.
Leaves propelled by wind gust drawing a pattern on the turbulent water surface.
Water surface below waterfalls. Water currents visualized by the foam and leaves movement on the water surface.
Water and energy cycles; evaporation of the Great Lake water as an illustration.
Relationship defines identity, and a certain level of abstraction
is needed to relate to properties my eye can’t see.
So, I meditate on manifestations of them.
Spring at Minesing Wetland, Ontario.
Spring scene at overflowing Nottawasaga River.
Spring at Ontario wetlands.
Spring at Minesing Wetland, Ontario.
With each spring coming, I await Life unfolding, with my greedy senses to get it all in.
I carry everything within me. I feel it. The torrents of molecules,
the invisible instructions of Life’s cycle, answering the call of the sun.
Although I am bonded, there is a caveat in all of it, I realize.
Chaos is a natural state of matter in the universe. Life, the notable exception,
survives by carving out an orderly space of living conditions in the physical world.
Although physics might have nothing to do with Life,
to survive, Life must have everything to do with physics.
Fox Chanel on the French River, Ontario.
Fire at Fox Chanel on the French River, Ontario.
The Great Canadian Shield environment after a fire.
Fox Chanel on the French River, Ontario.
The world is multi-polar now, divided by many systemic problems.
Life was pushed backstage, so was I.
Life is a bridge, a place to start, and my work is intended as a reference.
A house facade, Hamilton, Ontario
Winter scene, Hamilton, Ontario
Winter scene, Hamilton, Ontario.
A house facade, Hamilton, Ontario
For decades, I used to escape the urban world into a different realm of reasoning.
My experiences, ideas and thoughts from it transpired in my exhibition projects
at private and public galleries.