"Mother Courage" is a drama written in 1939 right after the outbreak of World War II, a chronicle of the Thirty Years' War, condemning the war per se. I knew right away that war as I interpreted it must be a modern war, must be here and now. War scares us, but at the same time there is some great fascination and fetishization of war, while we don't care about the wars that are currently going on in the world. So I knew that the war, even if completely made up, has to be about us.
The status of LGBTQ rights in Poland is the worst among European Union countries. The propagation of negative and inflammatory homophobic narratives by many public officials in Poland, including people in the highest ranks of government leads to stigmatisation and hate directed at certain individuals or groups of people carry a real risk of legitimising violence, sometimes with fatal consequences. While ahead of the 2015 Polish parliamentary election, the ruling Law and Justice (PiS) party took an anti-migrant stance, in the run-up to the 2019 Polish parliamentary election the party has focused on countering Western "LGBT ideology". Several Polish municipalities and Voivodeships made so-called "LGBT-free zone" declarations. The right wing Gazeta Polska newspaper issued "LGBT-free zone" stickers to readers. Przemysław Czarnek, Minister of National Education, said "Let's stop listening to these idiocy about some human rights or some equality. These people are not equal to normal people and let's finally end this discussion".
An important symbol is the installation "Rainbow" (the fragments of the characteristic structure of which are the basis of my project) - an art installation by Polish artist and performer Julita Wójcik, located in 2011–2012 in front of the European Parliament building in Brussels, and in 2012–2015 on Zbawiciela Square in Warsaw. During its exhibition in Zbawiciela Square (Savior Square), the "Rainbow" was set on fire seven times. Until it was disassembled. This ritual of smoking is very telling: there is something about both a great barbecue and a great pile. But beneath all the grotesque it is an act of hatred that becomes our daily bread.