I am grateful to my teachers for those long hours when they left us in class to work alone,  when they came in only occasionally and fixed one or other watercolor with their nimble hand.  I am grateful to them for being able to see things my own way at the time, and then realize in the process of working that all of it is false, that everything can be different.  That sum of work house give me those meditations on some kind of abstract whole.  I realized that abstraction was much more profound than real reality.  Abstraction that is within us, perhaps also in galaxies, abstraction of the sounds of music that we hear but cannot use as an object.   These are divine feelings, this something higher, deeper.  Although there is no measure for depth when it is really, really deep, there are no centimetres, metres or kilometres, only the perception of the depth’s infinity or the rhythmic character of nature.  How slow a liana grows, how slow it clings, pursues its goal, embraces the tree, entwines the latter as it grows, eventually destroying it.  I wish art can attain this divine meaning with its abstract harmony.

I believe that to some extent I have managed to figure out that one can view photography as an abstract natural phenomenon, despite its documentary nature.  I would like to exalt press photography, passport photography, documentary photography, I don’t want to denigrate happening photography, whether it is kitsch, photography on ceramics, on medallions.  The most important thing is that it is photography, which I understand as a part of the Mozartian feeling.  All streams and spheres are interesting. It doesn’t matter which one you choose,  what matters is how and with what talent you approach it,  and it is not the number of work hours that make up the whole, but the expression of the experience of that unfathomable dreamlike state, so that photography begins to sound like music.

There is a big difference between understanding and perception.  I put a greater importance on perception. Photography cannot be made documentary anyway.  Looking at their passport photographs, most people say: “This is not what I look like.”  Or someone else says: “You look different.”  The impression is the most important thing, and it differs from documentary quality, because that is unreachable, it is deeper.

Vitas Luckus