15 images" 1200 buried alive " The basis of the project narrative are news from gutter press issued in the French department of the Nord -Pas- de - Calais, in the years 1926-1937 . Over 500 thousand Polish immigrants lived in northern France at that time. My family was part of this community. Their fate became a spark to begin the research in the local archives. Press clippings that I got from the research, designed my route through the Nord -Pas -de- Calais. The project consists of photographs of the places where the incidents, described by the press, occurred. Some photographs were the results of impuls induced by the retrieved stories. Others were inspired by my route. The project " 1200 buried alive " mixes past with present . It is a story about the locations and people, about the realities nearly 100 years ago and the current reality of the poorest part of France hit severly by the crisis . It is a common history of Poles and French , who’s fate was brought together by a common work . This coexistence continues today. It is estimated that currently 200 thousand descendants of Polish immigrants live in the department. The vast majority of them do not speak the native language any more .
18 imagesFLIRTATION CARDS There are places hidden in the woods where the healing water flows from the springs. Sanatoriums which were built here for this reason, should gather people who seek to be cured. They are partially financed with public money as a part of public health system, but often Sanatoriums attract people who want to taste not the water but the night live instead. Healing water is just an excuse to leave home. The stay in a cure house is thus dance and night fever. It is the aftermath of the communism which promised that everyone would afford a stay in a cure house and treated this as a vacations. This thinking is still alive in people's mind. You often can hear stories about cure house life. These are like legends. I decided to check on them, are they myths or true? The series of pictures taken in Polish sanatoriums touches upon the legends and the reality of night life in the cure houses.
11 imagesTaking the portrait is always the struggle between the subject and the photographer. Subject wants to show the best for him/her (and the same time fake ) face, whereas the photographer wants to catch the true (in his imagination) face. Usually the porter is a mixture of these behaviours. So, I decided to give the opportunity to my subjects to show as much of the mask they put on, as possible. I have pictured 70 politicians - members of the European Parliament during recent months. I set up a studio in the corridors of the EP headquarters and asked the most visually distinctive EU politicians to pose in front of my large format camera. I told them that I was searching for the moment when they show 100% of the public (not the private) face. I wanted to see the body language of each politician and wanted to picture the moment when they play the role of a public person. Politicians who posed for me had a cable release in their hands and they could decide when the picture is taken. Every person had only one chance to shoot the selfie.
22 imagesThese pictures could arise in any other place, which is managed by a man, but I took them in Brussels, Luxembourg and Strasbourg, in the buildings of the EU institutions. Often incomprehensible to ordinary people law-making process which takes place in the EU institutions shows the mythical 'Capital of Europe ' as the bureaucratic behemoth, which again and again spits kilograms of printed paper. Shows it as place where officials earning a fortune generate hundreds of hard to understand, often just stupid regulations. The stereotype of Eurocrats luxury, kindled also in me the desire to learn EU corridors. This is the story of 40 thousands of people, which left their home countries to become part of bureaucratic structure. This is a story about a man and his involvement in space. And finally it is the story about the uniqueness of ordinary things and commonness of extraordinary things. Wonderland is the world of Brussels officials, locked in a quasi futuristic corridors of EU buildings. The buildings jealously guard their secrets. Their labyrinths require a pretty good skill to navigate, and who do not possess one can easily get lost in them ...