I was sitting waiting for a meeting about a potential new project to start and suddenly a group of special-needs children with careers showed up in buggies and everything I’m doing with my life suddenly felt so small and meaningless in comparison. I felt so grateful my kids are “healthy” and equally so guilty that I dare to think this way. I wondered: is there anything I can do with my art that could have any meaning for these children, anything that could make their lives more fun, make them more noticeable? Maybe it was just my ego trying to make itself feel better I asked myself. What could I do with this feeling my emotional reaction should I just ignore it or put it into creating something meaningful? I then had my meeting and with the children and their carers at the back of my head thought of electronic waste like fridge doors and other emlements paper sculpture installations in a park or a forest for kids to create on that could then result in a traveling exhibition showing the work that had both educational and ecological meaning. It could be taken in big trucks around Poland, like the travelling gallery that comes to the people rather than expecting the “chosen ones” to come, buy tickets and enter the sometimes scary and overwhelming gallery environment. Then I also thought what will that do for them? Is it going to make their lives any better? Does Art have the capacity to make someone’s life better?
