Stanisław "Staszek" Kowalczyk

Abandoned as a child at a rural petrol station and adopted by the owner, Staszek grew up amidst the hum of passing cars and the scent of gasoline. Moving from the countryside to the factory outskirts, he sees the peeling paint on industrial equipment as markers of time's passage. Grinding through shifts at the poultry plant, he finds solace in crafting art from discarded, overlooked fragments of the world around him, aiming to make each piece a quiet act of preservation.