julijajonas

15/7/1993

/completed studies
2010-2015 Maxim Tank Belarusian State Pedagogical University/ Fine Arts, Folk Crafts
2019 National College of Art and Design/ Erasmus/ Media
2017-2020 University of Ostrava/ FFA/ Photography

/joint exhibitions
2017 Pokoje/ Praha/ CZ
2018 #vztahy/ Rainbow gallery/ Prostějov/ CZ
2019 CO-OWNERSHIP/ Rupert Guinness Theatre/ Dublin/ IRL
2019 Klauzury/ Ostrava/ CZ
2019 Josefov III/ Bastion IV/ Josefov/ CZ
2020 Bakalářky 2020/ GAFU/ Ostrava/ CZ
2022 Adjustable Monuments/ Philara/ Düsseldorf/ DE

Through the experience and awareness of my childhood, I try to get rid of toxins in my soul. I dig up memories from the depths of suppressed emotions. They are funny and sad, pure in their naivety.

Cities and Eyes
It is the mood of the beholder which gives the city of Zemrude its form. If you go by whistling, your nose a-tilt behind the whistle, you will know it from
below: window sills, flapping curtains, fountains. If you walk along hanging your head, your nails dug into the palms of your hands, your gaze will be held
on the ground, in the gutters, the manhole covers, the fish scales, wastepaper. You cannot say that one aspect of the city is truer than the other, but you
hear of the upper Zemrude chiefly from those who remember it, as they sink into the lower Zemrude, following every day the same stretches of street and finding again each morning the ill-humor of the day before, encrusted at the foot of the walls. For every one,
sooner or later, the day comes when we bring our gaze down along the drainpipes and we can no longer detach it from the cobblestones. The reverse is not impossible, but it is more rare: and so we continue walking through Zemrude's streets with eyes now digging into the cellars, the foundations, the wells.

It all started with the word "idea" of what it contains. How do I understand this term? What does the idea mean for the author? What is the place of the idea in the creative process? At what stage does an idea become an object? I read dry terminology and philosophical sayings. The idea made me paranoid. Or an idea of idea? At one point, I realized that I was spending time walking around in my own thoughts.

Italo Calvino "Invisible Cities"

A sense of nostalgia brings me back to sleeping areas. In every city, in every country, through the prism of childhood memories, I find a piece of home.

For this project, I chose Moravian Square. This place interested me in its emptiness and, as it were, isolation from the center in which it is located. Historically, the square was dominant and presented figures or symbols of power. Now there is a slightly bald park and an unnamed fountain with a red star in the center, so large that people used to ignore it.
My monument symbolizes the inconstancy of power. Perhaps the use of the symbols of the previous regime looks provocative, but I believe that the meaning of the symbols can and should be changed for the better. If we abstract from history, then the monument is essentially a giant children's toy and serves to dilute a bit serious urban landscape. I consider my work as a temporary installation, because I want to draw attention to this place and the attitude of people to their history. It was a big wound, but I think it's time to move on.