Cause for last couple weeks I couldn't realised one thing planned for my last project...I've done some kind photography joke which after when I had finished it I found very inspiring...the tittle is Valentine's day terror and show short ,arty,quirky,storyboard about emigrants living in leicester ;)enjoy
once upon a time...
...was a little girl named Iwona B....
....because she's been going through all problems which touch emigrants in UK ...she started drinking and smoking a lot of shit...
Iwona's B favourite place was a little bench on the Leicester's canal...she loved to spend her spare time there...especially that she had a plenty of time...
...because the life was cruel for Iwona,her loneliness and strong feeling of separations pushing her over and over in alcoholism... 'it's not so easy to be polish...at all'...she thought
'I'm wonder is anybody could understand me...or is anybody just could sometimes talk a little bit to me in my foreign language??...Iwona B lamented ...
....cause she couldn't find the out from this hopeless situation she decided about committing suicide..
...Iwona B had a problems with almost all aspects of life...sometimes with those silly...sometimes with those most complicated...everything what she has touched changing in shit...and was really hard to her do something properly...This was a one of the reason why she fckd up her act of suicide too...
...she was really fed up with this...
...her mesmerise of alcoholic trance for one moment let her to get a good sleep on her bench...
...she was so tired of this shit...went sleep thinking about parents,friends,ex boyfriends,wadowice and PL...
...SUDDENLY...
...some mysterious shadow started going straight on poor Iwona B...it couldn't be native...boots were typical for polish people white...and from TKMAX
...OMG...very poor child couldn't expect gonna be attacking by strange polish psycho woman who probably wanted stilling her cigarettes...
...situation wasn't funny at all..Iwona B was lonely..true...but the one of that reason was fact that she knew she couldn't trust anybody...especially another polish and especially in leicester !!!
...dreaming about another bottle of wine with beautiful hindi-paki guy in one moment...
....she heard some noise...
'WHAT THE FUCK...WHO'S DISRUPTING MY COMPOSURE...BASTARD'...she pointed
...'WHAT...WHO...WHERE???'.... Iwona B was asking herself..still couldn't understand how pathetic situation seems be... ...
'HE HE I'VE GOT YOU LITTLE WANKER...GIVE THE CIGGIES NOW!!!'...mysterious shadow uncover the face...one think was beyond doubt...attacker was POLISH...
...no doubt...polish psycho woman...one of those working in warehouse...wearing clothes from tkmax...and looking victims by night who can have just one cigarette...poor,poor,polish Iwona B...nobody would want to be in her skin now...
'HE...HE...YOU TALKING TO ME...CHEAP POLISH BITCH...FUCK YOU!!'...Iwona B had to play tough...she knew that street life is a hard piece of shit and she can't shows her fears....
...unexpectedly..Iwona noticed weapon in a hand of psycho...it wasn't funny at all for her...oooo no!!!...
...attacker started her dance of death ...nobody could stop her now...no one
...weapon was seriously danger...not just for Iwona B but for mind kind all over the world...Polish too...
...bloody macabre seemed to have no end...shit..shit...shit...
...Iwona B struggled even she knew that she is with no chance for winning this battle...
...sweat appeared on her forehead...in every minutes she felt weaker and weaker...
...but ..in all hero's journey...you've got this culmination's point...when the hero...no once knows from where finding the pure strength and power...
...Iwona B found it in her...her weakness ...hopeless...and bottle of wine...
'I AM THE FUKING HIRO...I...NOT YOU....I'M SURVIVOR...AND I'M THE WINNER...F-U-C-K Y-O-U COW'...she desperately started screaming...
but believe me or not...nothing looked that Iwona B is the winner...not this time...she was to drunk..
...no hope...no anything...shit...shit...shit...
...my god...I can't find the proper words for this what happened that night.... polish psycho butchery...
...'I AM IWONA B...I AM NOT TO DRUNK...I WILL SHOW YOU BITCH FROM CRACOW WHERE THE POLAND IS....GET LOST TO YOUR COUNTRY...DON'T TRY STILLING OUR JOBS'...finally Iwona B found the weakest point of attacker...that was her the best defence...
...and this is it...finish...brave Iwona B...
...she won...kind of miracle had happened...she won...she defeated polish warehouse's woman...
...that day that battle exchanged in symbolic battle for all polish working in warehouses...
...that wine started being drink by all people with no hope for the future...Iwona B from that day..
...wrote down on the leicester's history cards as A WINNER...
...winner...who never ever before...and never ever after...
...made the career sleeping on the canal's bench...
...drinking cheap wine...fighting with polish...being polish too...
...finding the sense in getting drunk every night...dreaming about paki-hindi...
...Winner who fight to the end...and never ever let nobody...
...still her cigarettes and won't let anybody disturb her calmness ...THE END;)
