STORIES NEVER TOLD

Being able to tell my stories, I do tell them using many ways, how to do so. MEDIUM is just one of many. Unfortunately, it is not the way all can do. Some do not feel comfortable speaking to others, share with the public or even they do not feel good writing.

It is fine, no need to push

What about to start listening instead?

Listen to the sound of silence

Watching the movement, looking into the eyes, understand the paintings and images, all without the words.

Eighteen years I published a very special website named NO WORDS

It was dedicated solely and only to my daughter the first year of life

Over 5000 images projected on the screen cinematic way

NO words have been needed to express my feelings

17 years later I have found the website lost for so long time in one of my data archives and I am not sure if I should publish the content again. I can’t reverse the flow of time, but I can recall memories.

My daughter would be soon 17 and the same as many half of the year she lived in social distancing, no school, no friends, just her mother and me and her white rabbit.

But this is not fully true, she has something more

Her images

Her painting better to say

She does express herself in a visual way, paying tribute to her heroes

She is an autodidact, skilled, passionate, same as in GOLF, she loves painting delivering one after another filling her room from the floor to the ceiling.

I have the honor to have two of her paintings painted just for me, as present to by 47th and 48th birthdays.

Many of my visitors sit bellow and took pictures, for the love it, so do I

All of us have a way to speak

It is not Czech, English or German, it is the language of Efficiency to learn to understand each other.

The stories do not have to be told

to speak to many