Andrzej Kielar, Evanescence, 2023

acrylic on canvas, 70 cm x 100 cm

Today I told him - enough! If he continues to go to this old machine and water it from his oiler, I will no longer allow him to return to me. The idyll is over! Let him preserve this decay until it falls apart. Everyone can see that she won't make it to the next inspection! What does he see in her! An ephemera, like all her vintage! Oh no! I'm not going to grind it anymore to make it shine and expose its sheet metal to the sun. Colleagues told me that after a few hours of work the white stench is behind it. You can't cheat age! You can already smell the burnt tarnish from every joint.
I also have problems. Recently I felt like my head was spilling out at higher speeds! Maybe he is waiting for me to crank up and all the oil will pour out of me. No, I have already made up my mind. After my next shift I'm going to the mechanic. Let them even send me to the conservatory for a few weeks! What the hell! Reperka told me that there they can loosen everything for me and it will turn lighter. And him, let the corrosion eat it even tomorrow!
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