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Loni na přehlídce nových médií v Chebu vystavil prosklené dveře svého dětského pokoje, kde prožíval dětská traumata, když přes ně periferním viděním vnímal posloupnost zvuků, světel a stínů lidí, která předznamenávala věci příští.
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Roman Týc tends to work with traditional symbolic themes — elements or deadly sins, but more than anything he wishes to unravel the question of identity, his own and others’, which almost always permeates his activity and existence. The outer reaches of life situations, death or strong emotions, can be seen more purely, but he brings them even closer by showing what happens his personal experience. Last year at an exhibition of new media in Cheb he exhibited a glass door from his childhood bedroom, where he had survived various traumas. When he looked through the door with his peripheral vision the sequence of sounds, lights and shadows foretold future events. He forced his father to repeat some of the childhood scenarios. He also used personal, harrowing pictures from the family archive projected on four screens and mixed in with pictures from a Dan Bárta concert. Even the most impressive things, though they sometimes have a slightly pathetic undertone, are absolutely experienced, and that makes them persuasive. And it is altogether unimportant whether they are “narrative” adventures, or only partly decipherable moody sketches.
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Roman Týc tends to work with traditional symbolic themes — elements or deadly sins, but more than anything he wishes to unravel the question of identity, his own and others’, which almost always permeates his activity and existence. The outer reaches of life situations, death or strong emotions, can be seen more purely, but he brings them even closer by showing what happens his personal experience. Last year at an exhibition of new media in Cheb he exhibited a glass door from his childhood bedroom, where he had survived various traumas. When he looked through the door with his peripheral vision the sequence of sounds, lights and shadows foretold future events. He forced his father to repeat some of the childhood scenarios. He also used personal, harrowing pictures from the family archive projected on four screens and mixed in with pictures from a Dan Bárta concert. Even the most impressive things, though they sometimes have a slightly pathetic undertone, are absolutely experienced, and that makes them persuasive. And it is altogether unimportant whether they are “narrative” adventures, or only partly decipherable moody sketches.
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