Artist and educator. He studied at the Faculty of Graphic Arts and the Faculty of Painting of the Jan Matejko Academy of Fine Arts in Krakow. He graduated under the supervision of Professor Zbigniew Grzybowski in 1986. He runs the Painting Studio at his alma mater’s Faculty of Painting. He is a co-founder of the “Artistic Research Platform” group. He is a member of the editorial board of the periodical “Zeszyty Malarstwa ASP” (ASP Painting Notebooks). Since 2020, he has served as rector of his alma mater. He is a member of the International Print Triennial Association in Krakow and the Association of Polish Writers. He has received scholarships from the Ministry of Culture and National Heritage of the Republic of Poland and the Pollock-Krasner Foundation in New York. He practices transmedia art. His work has been presented in twenty-nine countries. He is the author of texts on art and literary works.
“The table is the antinomy of hell.
Let me tell you a story.
The depths of hell are full of chairs, and each resident, sitting on one, observes reality. You could probably somehow carve out a livable corner there, if it weren’t for the complete lack of tables. And because of this, you can’t play air hockey, invite someone over for dinner, for a chat, for a discussion, for an argument, or sit down to negotiate. There’s nowhere to put glasses for a toast, nor an empty place setting for the homeless. There’s no place to feast with someone who thinks differently, who believes in something different. So everyone sits separately, filled to the top of their head with the conviction of the indisputability of their own arguments, elevated to the altars of arrogance. Even atheists don’t have a table; everyone sits alone, eternally silent with their god, who doesn’t exist. Indeed, those who think identically sometimes arrange their chairs in more or less the same way. Less crooked circles of inbred adoration, but everyone still sits apart, silent, because everything has long been decided and there’s nothing to discuss. However, everyone agrees on one thing: if others finally realized that I was right, there would be no hell.
Fools.
The dog danced with them.”
– Andrzej Bednarczyk
