Count not that as yours which fortune has made yours.  

I am not only an artist- painter; I used to be a poet. I am still trying to figure out why I stopped writing poems. It has just happened. The need to put my thoughts and feelings outside my head in the form of poetry dried out. Most of my verses I wrote in Polish, my native language. There are no rhymes, just blank poetry, blank poems. Some are beautiful, wise, and philosophical, and some are funny.

This one for Niels Bohr was initially written in Dutch, and after that, it was translated into English. My friend helped me with this translation.

And, of course, there is one of my paintings going perfectly together with this poem. It is the “Boltzmann Brain”. A wonderfully complicated story involved “Boltzmann Brain”, but I will write about Boltzmann, an Austrian Scientist and The Boltzmann Brain phenomenon and my painting in a separate post.

Non est tuum, fortuna quod fecit tuumFor Niels Bohr

If I were born like you in cold Denmark

In the year 1885,

(Nota Bene – Not really a special year, 

Except that Burma became British)

Would I have discovered the atom like you did?

The connection you established between the quantum theory of Planck 

and the atomic theory of Thomson and Rutherford.

Or would I have wandered through the streets of Cambridge,

In my mind, the verses of Morris

From The Life and Death of Jason

“Dreamer of dreams, born out of due time,

Why should I strive to set the crooked straight?”

How would I find the Victorian Empire, the height of hypocrisy,

The death of Oscar Wilde, the tales from your fellow countryman?

What would I do in that most inspiring period at the beginning of the XX century?

The development of electricity, the cinema, the automobile, the telephone.

But also the First World War and, later on, World War II.

Did you, like me, lose many relatives in the euphemism of racial supremacy?

Would I have, like you, run away from the Nazi madness?

Would I have had enough time to work on the discovery of the atomic structure?

Or would I have decided to be W.B. Yeats?

The Boltzmann Brain
The Boltzmann Brain, GBP 3,000, 120 x 100 cm, Acrylics on canvas

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