Saint Wenceslas

Well of course — the national symbol’s horse up and croaked, but onward we go, everything’s fine. Something here is completely wrong, someone turned something upside down, but we’re all pretending that it’s okay, it’s natural that way. But now what? Sometimes I try, sometimes I don’t. Saint Wenceslas was created at a time that was unbearable, when that anger was already gushing out of every single pore. Simply impossible!

It’s my view of the current state of the country. And it finds itself in feces of very low viscosity. The whole place has been turned upside down, ass backwards.

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