Paulius likes picture things pure and clear, without a shadow of doubt, without stereotypes, out of the trivial round. He leaves us alone with them, eye to eye. Maybe some of us will see only cabbages or balks but if we will take a second look we will start to wonder what happened to the cabbage later? What's his story? Where did it come from? Was it chosen by chance or specifically? What's beneath the brush strokes?
In Paulius' paintings the objects stand naked in front of us making us to give a thought about the essence of life.