Blending into the background in the depths of silence, moving soundlessly as a ghost, with all senses tuned to their maximum concentration, patiently waiting long hours for the right opportunity. Only in this way can I achieve very intimate encounters with the extraordinarily wary creatures that inhabit the far corners of the Slovak Carpathians.
It took a long time until I learned to get this close to them, until I found places where they behave naturally, where they feel safe, where their real home is still relatively untouched by human hands.
People often ask me what attracts me to filming and incessantly discovering new scenes from the wild. I do not have a clear answer. Is it something inside me? Probably I am searching for calm and an escape from today’s over-civilized, stressful world. But perhaps there are also the genes of a hunter, inherited from ancient ancestors? Yes, my passion certainly has something in common with hunting. It is like a feeling of victory that I always feel when, by wits and patience, I “beat” a careful opponent that had no inkling of my presence in the wilderness. Those are my great internal victories and also a sense of existence, for which I willingly overcome total exhaustion, pain, lack of sleep, discomfort, wet and cold. Passion is passion. You can find some of my and my brother’s “catches” on this website and the rest in our films.

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