Original artwork description:

This piece is a part of "Female. Memories of the future" series, 2020-2021

The artwork shows a young girl painting herself. Nudity here is a metaphor for spiritual nudity on the one hand, and openness and naturalness on the other. Female nudity is a symbol of naturalness and sensuality. The point of the work is to convey the sensuality of the moment, sensual perception of the world as a natural way of experiencing the world. Time is one of the key themes of the series.

The girl on the verge of discovery, she is trying to realize herself as a woman. Her hand is raised, she throws back her hair in a feminine gesture and gazes at herself, aware of the signs of becoming a woman. Her other hand is lowered and she draws sketches of the human body, looking at herself as a model. For her, it is a way of exploring herself and the world.

The shape of the female body is read clearly, but the face is indistinct and blurred, reflecting the multidimensionality and complexity of the girl's perception of herself, as well as the three-dimensional nature of the image. The girl is a stranger to herself, so her face is unclear and hidden in the shadows.


From my notes:

You are carrying two heavy fruits,
As filled with golden mist,
Tearfully and sweetly ringing.
They are your head and heart.

July 2021



It’s like balancing
Like dancing on the edge of a ledge.
Here you’re swaying on your toe, not knowing
In what second you’ll feel the exact support under your feet.
In what second you’ll know again
That you’ve got your footing and you’re holding on tight
Like when you were a kid and you’re holding on tight to a limb
Before you jump off the branch?
What second will you know that your mind will hold you,
Like your body when you’re bobbing on the waves?
I can’t be the way the rules say I should be,
The way someone else intended, not me.
I can’t promise that I’ll shut up now, that I’ll shut my tongue,
That I’ll go to sleep peacefully or work,
When there’s a wave in my head that won’t let up
And if I shut it up I’ll drown in it,
Or she becomes me and I become her.
I can’t promise that I’ll want something now or not,
And I can’t do anything against my will.
So what should I do?
Release the tsunami,
Closing my ears to others without looking at them, can I?
Denying all the rules for me, made up not by me,
All the strokes of my lines, not by me drawn,
Barefoot - triumphing! - running over the hills? In the rapture of my own impertinence!
Am I still five?
I want to look at the stars without fear,
That something unknown and terrifying is hidden in them,
I want to look and think that I love what’s up there.
To think that it’s beautiful.

So I said.



August 25, 2021


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Materials used:

Oil

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