The kabala is a trip, an interior trip which finishes in “the supreme knowledge”. This seems to be a dramatic idiom but what it truly expresses, it is a dramatic meaning since you are going to know your own personality… Yes, difficult!
When I look at Rafal’s paintings, I saw a trip, a cabalistic interior trip which, sometimes, starts in a train station, some others walking along the busy streets and in some strange occasions, during a flight, a blind flight which starts the day we are born and finishes a second before our warm death.
Rafal Piotr Karcz was born in 1969, in the old legendary Krakow (Poland), where he studied Art History, Industrial Design and Fine Arts, where he has worked as a painter and photographer experimenting with medias and self/techniques and where he has been trying to find himself, step by step, brushstroke after brushstroke, smile after tear. Enough? Of course, no; he has needed to travel to Germany and to learn in Leipzig. Where will his finishing touch be? In England? In China? or… In Mexico? Yes, I imagine him there.
Tamara de Lempicka was another Polish artist. She was born in Warsaw in 1898 or was she born in Russia in 1900? She has a confused birthday which painted her dark childish world, a first cabalist world, a sefirah. How to run away of it? To go out of a sefirah, you need to learn and travel, looking with the light of your growing wisdom for the correct way, this way which moved you to the second sefirah.
Being 12 years old, Tamara made a trip to Italy with her grandmother. There, she discovered her lamp, her way… the Art. Her childish dark world started to fill with colours, started to change because she was already another person… one who wanted to be an Artist and to walk along the cabalistic “Tree of Life”. Enough? Of course, no; she needed to travel to Denmark, to France, to America and step by step, brushstroke after brushstroke, smile after tear, she finished her days in Mexico and her ashes were scattered over the volcano Popocatepetl according with her wish. A dramatic moment? Yes, absolutely since it was the moment she could go out of the tenth sefirah, the last cabalistic world, the end of the interior trip… The moment she had acquired “the supreme knowledge”, her personal eternity.
I always imagine Rafal Karcz in Mexico.
Written by Isabel del Rio