I went to my home city to visit my parents. Because of bad weather I decided to leave my car and take a train. When I was a student it was going there very often by train. Till today I remember old Cracovian tenements along the train line. I was surprised that a lot of them were rebuild. Equally surprising was that many of them are still in very bad state. It’s a paradox… I should have been expecting that it will be like this.
In Rzeszów I was walking a lot. I went for example to a public garden, where I spent a lot of time during my childhood. With my grandmother I was walking there, I was sledging and I was gathering chestnuts. In the photo: a wall of Scholl of Art next to the garden. I was dreaming about studying in the School till the moment when I understood that some talent is required in order to do that.
