Picture thirteen. To see this painting is to feel that the very earth itself is trembling beneath your feet. Not because it's shaking, but because it's being born. This moment, in which Czech history straightened up and for the first time also took a deep breath of hitherto disputed freedom, without the permission of Rome, is something that must naturally shake an elated feeling with everyone present and long absent. The years, the names, and all the dates I have long known-but here, in this picture, they cease to be mere history and become a broad concept of the living conscience of the nation. I see King George of Poděbrady, strong, determined, firm, calm, unwavering. and winning.
Not as a ruler with a crown, but as a man with responsibilities. The papal envoy brings the old world - a world of entitlement, threats and assumed superiority. And against him stands a king who wields not a sword but a word. A sentence that sounds like the tolling of a bell: „There is no one on this earth worthy to judge my conscience.“ In that moment, I feel a chill and a strength of will that is only given to the chosen. Not only because it is defiance, but because it is truth spoken without fear. My gaze slips to the details. To the boy in the bottom right corner, closing a book with the inscription Roma finita. What a powerful, what a simple and yet fateful gesture. No destruction, no anger - just the quiet, decisive closing of one of history's unfree chapters. There is more of a revolution in that movement, more than a thousand battles. I realize that here is the birth of something that transcends all our religion: freedom of conscience, the right to doubt, the right to decide for oneself.
The light streaming through the gothic window is not random. It passes through the space as a confirmation that this defiance is not dark or heretical, but human and justified. The rays touch faces, books, stone - and it seems to me that they are constantly illuminating today, but also the future. It is as if they remind me that freedom is never created by shouting, but by a calm, unyielding attitude. I leave this encounter with a deep respect. Not only to George of Poděbrady, but to the entire Hussite tradition that was not afraid to stand up to authority when it ceased to serve the truth. This image - this story - is not just a thing of the past. It is a mirror of history. And I see in it who we were, and who we should dare to be again. In our time, this is not only a current question, or a historical question, but a question that touches our very existence.
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Jan Vojtěch, Editor-in-chief, General News
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