Before the arrival of the Internet in my house many years ago, I found myself glued to one of Jacek Yerka’s books in Barne’s and Noble.
Yerka’s paintings embody the warmth of childhood memory spliced with fantasy, creatures and feats impossible in time and space as we know it. His skill for realism is free from the constraints of physics and dimension. Worlds intertwine, float, twist and tumble.
This place looks like paradise to me:
SheWalksSoftly 
4 responses to “Jacek Yerka”
Well, you’ve Jacek Yerka at least one new fan through this post. Your blog is the only way I’m ever going to find out about actual visual art.
A piece of eriuotdin unlike any other!
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