Ostrava

A city built of iron and soot, which over time has learned to breathe with light and space. Dolní oblast Vítkovice — once a realm of fire and steam, today a labyrinth of industrial forms open to new ways of seeing.

The photographs move through steel scaffolding, concrete walls, and structures that have themselves become sculptures. Ostrava speaks here in the language of contrasts: rawness intertwines with humor, monumentality with transience.

In the air — passing shadows of machines that momentarily lift the gaze from the ground. Somewhere in the background — a fragment of Nohavica's lyrics, a neon sign, a chimney, the hand of a sculpture. This is a view from within the city in which the artist currently lives. Without nostalgia, but with attentiveness.