Recycling Jesus and Consciousness

Cleaning my palette every couple of weeks,
and what I scratched off with my knife was then dried and preserved in glasses.

Ten years long I was collecting dried remains of oil paints. Colorful pieces. Lots of them!



Consciousness, State of Sleep, recycling oil colors on canvas painting by Wieslaw Sadurski
Consciousness, State of Sleep, 1985

Original Recycling Oil Painting on canvas 75 x 75 cm

Consciousness, First Awakening, recycling oil colors on canvas painting by Wieslaw Sadurski
Consciousness, First Awakening, 1985

Original Recycling Oil Painting on canvas 75 x 75 cm

Consciousness Awakened, recycling oil colors on canvas painting by Wieslaw Sadurski
Consciousness Awakened, 1985

Original Recycling Oil Painting on canvas 80 x 80 cm

First Meeting with with Christ's Consciousness, recycling oil colors on canvas painting by Wieslaw Sadurski
First Meeting with with Christ's Consciousness, 1985

Original Recycling Oil Painting on canvas 80 x 80 cm

Second Meeting with with Christ's Consciousness, recycling oil colors on canvas painting by Wieslaw Sadurski
Second Meeting with with Christ's Consciousness, 1985

Original Recycling Oil Painting on canvas 80 x 80 cm

Lord Jesus of Many Faces, recycling oil colors on canvas painting by Wieslaw Sadurski
Lord Jesus of Many Faces, 1985

Original Recycling Oil Painting on canvas 80 x 80 cm


With Lord Jesus Christ comes one short story.

At the age of twelve I revolted, refused to go to church. Turning thirteen, I had to live in a monastery, wow! Soon expelled.

Okay, later studied philosophy and went a long way to learn the movements of the universe.

At thirty discovered Zen-teaching and fell in love with it. Started to paint, doing Za-zen and Yoga.
Now, reading the New Testament, Upanishads, studying Tibetan mysticism and modern physics. Becoming religious, so to speak.

Then I had a dream one night about lying on the wet earth, weeping in despair, on a cold and rainy morning.

There was a little country road, some loud motorbikes passing by along, and several Roman warriors on horseback.

Seeing many time periods meeting simultaneously, I could only scream, cry, and wriggle with pain like a worm on muddy soil - because there, far from here, they were crucifying my beloved brother, master and all my love - and I could do nothing but scream with terror.

So the last image in the series is one of Jesus.

I was scratching and cleaning my palette thoroughly to get the last available "material".

When the painting dried and went up on the wall, I saw in the shape of the head different faces and silhouettes.

Those small particles of oil dance on the white background and give freedom for fantasy to begin. Therefore the title.





Image which is not there, recycling oil colors on canvas painting by Wieslaw Sadurski
Image which is not there, 1985

Original Recycling Oil Painting on canvas 80 x 80 cm

White on White, recycling oil colors on canvas painting by Wieslaw Sadurski
White on White, 1990

Original Recycling Oil Painting on canvas 45 x 45 cm

Little Man with a Great Fullness, recycling oil colors on canvas painting by Wieslaw Sadurski
Little Man with a Great Fullness, 1983

Original Recycling Oil Painting on canvas 100 x 130 cm

Morning Song, recycling oil colors on canvas painting by Wieslaw Sadurski
Morning Song, 1978

Original Oil and Recycling Painting on canvas 120 x 100 cm