“I was born in Masovia just before dusk. In a land that is intense in its subjectivity. This is enough to maintain your existence in a certain gamut of spirituality. It also follows that I am not in danger of a multiplicity of choices in the magma of trends and postmodern irony. For I am integrated into a certain system of unity, into a certain harmony. They protect me from the delusional prompts of destruction. For this I am condemned to constant experiencing and saving these acquired values, which were shaped in the times of childhood, during the fearful period of sensations, revelations and direct vision. But now, these experiences are permeated with fear and melancholy. Here is my biography. “
Janusz Lewandowski (born on July 2, 1937 in Rokicki near Płock, died on January 8, 2022 in Warsaw) – artist and painter. He studied at the Painting Department of the Academy of Fine Arts in Warsaw in the studio of prof. Artur Nacht-Samborski. He obtained his diploma in 1964.
After graduation, he took an active part in the artistic life. Participant of many plein-airs and symposiums (Ustka 1972, Krapkowice 1973 – project of the Górażdże cement plant in a team with Marian Bogusz and Juliusz Woźniak, Złote Grono 1975, Osieki 1979, Festivals of Fine Arts in Warsaw, 1966, 1970, 1972 , 1975, 1978).
He has been honored with numerous awards and distinctions, incl. at the 24th National Winter Art Exhibition “Metaphor in contemporary painting and drawing” in Radom (1980), the Award of the President of Warsaw at the Exhibition of Painting and Graphics by Artists of the Warsaw Community in Zachęta (1985), the Award “Artists in the International Year of the Child” in Zachęta (1979), the Polish-Japanese Prize Miyauchi (1995), the Władysław Hasior (2011), nomination for the Norwid Award (2012), Kazimierz Ostrowski (2017). In 2018, he was awarded the Order of Merit for the Polish State and Polish Culture.
Tell me Janusz
About those fears in the field
Crossing the hazy horizon
About the looks of the girls
Looking out from behind the trees
So mute and so much talking
Tell me about hang gliders
About cocoons closing the emptiness inside
Or maybe someone else’s dreams
God allowed yours
All these pictures
Cuddled in the flat silence
You left it so alive
So drawing your soul
You are so much with us
Bogusław Żurek – “For Janusz
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