My ultimate dream? To turn my grandmother's countryside house into an artist's sanctuary – with a library that smells of old books and fresh coffee.This year's mission? Master the art of traditional paper cutting while listening to post-punk.Secret fantasy? To be kissed senseless in the Wieliczka salt mines... or slow dance in the rain on Palace of Culture terrace.If money grew on trees? I'd buy a vintage motorcycle, fill my home with art from local creators, and open a tiny cinema showing only Eastern European films.