Plein Air Is Unavailable
2021

There is a small room in the Noch space, where I’ve been shown an artist’s video works and short films. A large sheet of gray paper covered the window in this room, keeping the sun out. A few months later, I removed this paper. The paper had acquired a burnt, faded shade from the sun’s direct rays, which filled the main picture plane of the paper, leaving only a few initial fragments at the edges unchanged
In this work, I employ light that can penetrate matter or a structure to create the illusion of instability or the weakness of its resistance.
 
It’s a series of paper works that are labyrinthine, assembled, and woven from ruptures in the structure of objects. Auxiliary elements are used in many of them, such as transparent shells, which give them the appearance of ephemeral structures that play with light and colour. Other sheets of paper, arranged along the floor, create flat layers of paint, texture, and substance. I try to make sure that the sensory qualities of these objects elicit a response from the audience, transferring it from the mode of everyday life to the special mode of attention of the observed, where time slows down, and a new route is laid through a rhythmic pattern of delays, pauses; shifting the focus from objects to many rhythms, temporal distortions; included in the flow of infinite lack of time, filled exclusively with the process of space perception.

Installation, materials: paper, cardboard, watercolor, pastel

 

A Souvenir Landscape
2021

After my grandfather passed away I inherited a big box, full of filmstrips. There were a great number of carefully cut pictures arranged in special boxes, and a large archive which had its own logic, unrecognizable to anyone else. I knew that he took photos, but I had never seen the images. They turned out to be truly close to me — desert landscapes, bewildered small people. Grandpa had tried to seize and preserve what was around him, to capture the real. His photographs show the endless routine that he observed in the world during his travels as chief mechanic aboard a ship. The images capture his desire to dissolve into the environment, transferring the story onto film. I don’t know if they were a means for him to permeate the memories of his whole life, or just a way to feel the keys to it in his pocket. But the filmstrips have become the space for a possible encounter with an era in which things, people, and conditions are distantly described and flicker, reminding us about themselves.

solo exhibition which includes paintings, found objects, poem, archive notes The Naked Room Gallery, Kyiv, Ukraine

curated by Lizaveta German and Maria Lanko
photo by Yevgen Nikiforov

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