Two independent shows exhibited at Jiri Svestka Gallery, one of paintings and drawings by Jan Vytiska and the other of a film by Kristina Chrastekova, are guiding us through mysterious landscapes. Layers of morning fog and purity of mythological beginnings, worlds of dreamlike scenes, secret surreal stories and horror situations.

Main characters of both works are watching us closely. Starting with apparent glimpse they find what they need gazing right inside of us. As we enter the gallery space we come upon the paintings of Jan Vytiska.

They tell stories, insistently without a moment for rest, from the heart of true hell and darkness. His paintings remind us of folk wisdom, which contain similar trades of eclectic arbitrariness.
In his art, trash and folkloric creativity belongs to one steam, dark steam of collective subconsciousness. Fictional
anthropomorphic creatures are emerging from dreamlike brut worlds of old times. These mysterious surreal stories remind the onlooker through their aesthetics of contemporary animated fairy tales for adults. In the second half of the gallery space we are awaited by the author and protagonist, in one person, who will guide us through a three-act film poem, which interweaves moving image and spoken word to create a rich audiovisual fabric pulsating on the boundaries between the human psyche and nature, the landscape and the mindscape, the animus and the anima, the animate and the inanimate. Set in the mountainous regions of Slovakia, the work presents a series of visual and literary tableaux juxtaposing beguiling images with ritualized narrative motifs. Mountain goats and
sheep wander through a deserted village; a wooden church stands in silent vigil over meadows and dark forests; a young woman in folk dress suddenly appears in the untamed scenery, as if materializing from the unconscious mind of the landscape. Her voice echoes briefly through the valleys and then silence returns, punctuated only by the murmur of the elements. She fills a cup with the shimmering water of a mountain stream, immerses herself in a pool of milk, struggles through drifts of untarnished snow. At intervals this visual flow is underscored by the vivid imagery of the inner voice of the protagonist, or perhaps it is the voice of one of her alter egos. Without linear narrative or denouement, this metaphysical fable employs folklore iconography, personal mythology and archetypal symbolism to explore the spaces between reality and dream.


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