Where all the Senses Gone

2019
oil on canvas
80×100 cm

A numbear of internal, often unconscious reflections were made on the building in the form of propaganda postulates of the era of our common Soviet childhood.

The paintings in the street fence surround the viewer, leaving him in a cage of personal burrows, which are now not only discussed aloud but also written in capital letters.

No one here will interfere with your self-reflection. You can think of it as couples therapy, because you and your inner critic must finally hear each other (there must be a winking smiley face, but it’s not accepted in explications, so wink to yourself (s).

The title of the project refers to a relevant Wikipedia page, an assessment of inner deafness as a psychological phenomenon, as well as to the fashionable idea of painting as a medium that is out of date and does not meet the demands of society.

Exhibitions:
2019 | Get off my cloud / Akt, Kyiv, Ukraine