I spent most of an hour looking at this wonderful painting last time I visited Krakow. Arriving at the airport I noticed a life-sized cut-out of her. Poles have a way of attracting attention.

That took up about ten minutes of looking until I realised the real thing was at the National Museum.

So I went to the MNK and there I was, staring at her.

Something about how we can affect things, although we can’t control them. It’s such an crucial distinction.