Welcome to the Magdalena's Gallery in the Czech republic. When I came into the world, my parents gave me a beautiful name. But for many reasons I did not like the world. A strange pressure in my soul has urged me to look for a way to get used to it.
In our large home, many people wrote, sculpted or painted something. It brought them obvious pleasure. I tried it too.
I paint with oils on canvas. My uncle, graphic designer Michael Florian, taught me all about graphics. I assisted him with hand-printing during my childhood. The studio of my father Jan Florian - a sculptor, painter and restorer - became my school for the study of the techniques of restoration. I wrote my first poems when I was thirteen. The poet Ivan Martin Jirous offered to read them a few years ago and gave me much useful criticism and many helpful tips..