Time Machine
After the exhibition Beda painted a lot. He painted on everything that came to hand and with whatever paints were available. If he had nothing to paint on, he painted over earlier works. So it happened with “Golem in Jerusalem,” instead of it the “Time Machine” appeared – a big black circle with bright spots and with an electronic clock, which showed one red zero on the black background. Then the clock was gone, and in its place, a painting emerged showing an assembly of different pictures of his in miniature with a tombstone under them carrying the name Beda. It looked like Beda was summing up.
“In order to achieve something, one has to make an effort: seventy or fifty percent of success is work. And I am a lazybones! I don’t take life seriously. Now, after I have already missed so many opportunities, at my age, it is no time to make a career. Young people make careers. Even if I had a success now, I don’t know what to do with it. Shall I show it to the Angel of Death? If I summarize my life now, I would say that I had a good, calm life, almost without serious troubles.”
