90x90, acrylic on canvas, 2023
Born 1968, Cracow
She lives and creates in Cracow. Her painting is first and foremost her passion and the main meaning of her life. She is currently engaged only in it. Painting, or any soulful art, is her love of life. The artist is self-taught, and this is how she describes her work: "I am inspired to paint by my emotions, dreams, music, which also paints with me, and the magic of colors in which I melt, with which I connect on the palette, in each painting I am present in my admiration for colors and this more beautiful part of the world and life. I create my works using acrylic technique on cotton canvas, sometimes I also paint with oil paints on linen canvas."
"Inger - is my nickname, taken from a book from my childhood, Andersen's fairy tale titled: "The Girl Who Trampled Bread". My grandmother often read this tale to me, and the name of little Inger was so beautiful to me.... But little Inger did not have a good fate, because when going to visit her sick mother, who could not raise her and gave her to a rich family, Inger stood on the loaf of bread she was carrying for her mother, she put it on the mud so as not to dirty her shoes. As punishment, she suddenly slipped into hell itself, where she underwent the terrible torments of hell. She was freed from hell only when her dying mother shed a single hot tear over her. However, little Inger was no longer herself, she was reborn as a little bird who, for her previous incarnation, had to find as many bread crumbs in her bird life as make up a whole loaf of bread and distribute them to other birds. Not being full himself, the bird was still hungry, but he managed to fulfill this punishment. I am a big girl now, and I know that the hell from the fairy tale does not exist, I also know that I am free from the karma of previous incarnations, because they do not exist either, I am free from all punishments and karmas, I am already happy, so I paint these pictures for you and spread them around the world like the crumbs of my loaf of bread, sharing them with you. From the cruel fairy tale of my childhood only one real thing remains, that beautiful name - Inger. "
