Ciažar blukannia / The Burden of Wandering art objects (wax, wick, 6x12x25) depict fragile wax bricks of our native nook, scattered in time and space. “My native nook, dear land that bred me! I have no power to forget thee!” (by national poet Jakub Kolas, written in 1911–1923, when he was behind bars and detached from his homeland during the partition of Belarus) – these words have echoed through the ages in the poems of Belarusian poets. The words melt into whispers.
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eng Translation Pending Review
Ciažar blukannia / The Burden of Wandering
2024
wax, wick, 6x12x25