Karol Wieczorek ‘Evil eye’ — monographic exhibition
Karol Wieczorek
Born in 1949, in Bytom, Poland.
Studied at the Academy of Fine Arts in Kraków and at the Chair of Graphic Design and Painting in Katowice.
In 1972 received Diploma with Distinction and a medal.
In the years 1974–1976 and 1989–1990 he received a scholarship from the Minister of Art and Culture of the Republic of Poland.
He has had eleven individual exhibitions in Katowice, Cracow, Warsaw and Paris. Participated in dozens of exhibitions of Polish art in Poland and abroad, including: Paris, Vienna, Bratislava, Prague, Košice, Budapest, Moscow, Berlin, Düsseldorf, Darmstadt, Barcelona, Madrid, Ystad, Göteborg, Dessau, New York and Kuwait.
Participated in auctions of Polish art in Palais Gallerie, Espace Cardin, International Contemporary Art Fair Fiac Grand Palais in Paris. Awards at regional exhibitions, an honourable mention and an award at the 35th Jubilee National Winter Salon of Fine Art, Radom 1981, two silver medals and two honourable mentions at ‘Bielska Autumn’ in Bielsko-Biała, an honourable mention at the International Biennial ‘Towards Values’, Grand Prix International d’Art Contemporain de Monte Carlo, nominated for ‘Polityka’s’ Passport in 1993.
Karol's Wieczorek book monography in our bookshop already ‘I can sometimes see Wieczorek clad in a loose russet coat belted with a rope, baggy trousers tied with a rusty buckle just below his...
In 1972 Karol Wieczorek graduated from the School of Graphic Design and Painting in Katowice, receiving a diploma with distinction and a medal. For many years now he has been creating pictures, drawings, graphics, sculptures and installations. His psychedelic art, which is impossible to assign to just one genre, is made up of fairy-tale scenes, bodily deformations, grotesque shapes and flamboyant colours. In his oneiric journey through styles and periods, Wieczorek consistently pursues his quest for absolute beauty. However, in each of his works absolute beauty turns into something potentially worrying. Henryk Waniek has described his works in these words: ‘Disturbing. Untranslatable into any other language. Different from everything else. Disparate. And possibly — lonely.’
