Yearbook is a shared summary and record of a transition—a moment when something ends, but doesn't disappear. The exhibition's title refers to American school yearbooks, books filled with photos, captions, and memories—symbolic farewells to a certain stage of life. In this case, it also serves as a kind of album of the artistic maturation of three artists: Barbara Cabaj, Jakub Woźnica, and Klaudia Kiełbasa.

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For Barbara Cabaj, a recent graduate of the Academy of Fine Arts, it is a moment of grounding. Her works, although drawing on personal experience, are not memoir-like. Using the language of autofiction, the artist creates images in which a woman—often treated as an object—reclaims her subjectivity. Her works dismantle patterns of femininity defined by patriarchal conventions and demonstrate that seeing can also be an act of resistance.

A woman as a seeing subject, not an object viewed.

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Jakub Woźnica returns to childhood to examine its aesthetics and naivety with the detachment of an adult artist. His work disarms a child's drawing, which becomes a metaphor for catastrophe—both personal and cultural. It's a play on form that conceals an underlying anxiety and reflection on memory and growing up.

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Klaudia Kiełbasa finds herself at the crossroads—between closure and opening, between the past and what is yet to come. Her work is an attempt to relive and understand past experiences, but also to perceive herself here and now. Her works close a chapter, leaving a door ajar for the future.

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"Yearbook" is also a curatorial manifesto. In a world where art institutions increasingly fail—commercializing talent, favoring names, producing "names" instead of phenomena—our task begins where they end. We don't want to reproduce hierarchies; we want to undermine them.

 

A generation of outgoing directors, classicists, and theoreticians still believe that time belongs to them. But we know that time has moved on. That art today happens elsewhere, in a sense, coming full circle—in small galleries, in apartments, in conversations, in relationships. The power of contemporary art lies not in the theater of a single director, but in the process of collective maturation.

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It's an unwritten agreement—a promise that we will continue to watch, listen, and accompany.​

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22.11.2025 - 09.01.2026

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