Nights in Železnice
One should always have someone, who will give a good piece of advice at a decisive moment. I spent the summer of 1999 with my son in Železnice. Daniel rigorously did his exercises in the sanatorium, which does not exist any more, and I used the opportunity for open-air painting, looking for deserted houses and thinking it would be nice to have a studio in one of them. The most deserted of those houses was No. 101, displaying the charm of a listed ruin and a garden with a single tree – a huge walnut...
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One should always have someone, who will give a good piece of advice at a decisive moment. I spent the summer of 1999 with my son in Železnice. Daniel rigorously did his exercises in the sanatorium, which does not exist any more, and I used the opportunity for open-air painting, looking for deserted houses and thinking it would be nice to have a studio in one of them. The most deserted of those houses was No. 101, displaying the charm of a listed ruin and a garden with a single tree – a huge walnut.
I went to Vladimír Komárek for advice. ”What do you think, Vladimír, shall I buy the house and make my studio in there?“ – ”Well, Michal, you’re a good painter and every good painter in Bohemia has his own weekend house...“ – a pause followed, ”Well, in fact even the bad painters have cottages or something.“ After another pause he concluded, ”In this country, any idiot has a cottage, in fact.“ Thus I had no option but to buy the ruin. Now I have a studio in Železnice that I had been dreaming about. The nights spent in the Železnice sanatorium were thus joined by those in the studio. The loves of my memories that had been coming back at night were joined by a new love. I’ll dedicate this set of paintings to Olinka.
