Fotograf Gallery

The raw-series, Club of Opportunities, has entered its schizophrenic phase. While hope springs in thin, wind-blown layers of sand in a parallel episode “April Showers Bring May Flowers” shown at Prague’s GAMU (The Gallery of the Academy of Performing Arts), at “My Name is Red Herring” root vegetables withdraw themselves deep down into the native underground, so that a vision of political goals and tactics can sprout from the gooey, blind darkness. Glimmers of hope therein are substituted with a promise of power; however, the condition for its fulfilment is of course acceptance of unscrupulous argumentative methods.