"The red that no longer screams but still breathes" is a haunting meditation on the lingering subconscious imprint of totalitarian ideology. Though the regime has collapsed, its emotional and symbolic residues persist — not as overt propaganda, but as a psychological atmosphere we continue to breathe.
With veils of translucent red, blue, and green hues, and spectral linework that echoes both figuration and erasure, the painting speaks of trauma that resists articulation. The color red, once a dominant force of ideological control, is now diffused, faded, but not forgotten. It hovers — present but transformed — like a memory we can’t quite place, yet can’t escape.
This work is part of a broader series examining the post-Soviet psyche, exploring how collective memory, repression, and symbolic remnants shape identity across generations.
acrylic,oil,pastel on linen canvas
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"The red that no longer screams but still breathes" is a haunting meditation on the lingering subconscious imprint of totalitarian ideology. Though the regime has collapsed, its emotional and symbolic residues persist — not as overt propaganda, but as a psychological atmosphere we continue to breathe.
With veils of translucent red, blue, and green hues, and spectral linework that echoes both figuration and erasure, the painting speaks of trauma that resists articulation. The color red, once a dominant force of ideological control, is now diffused, faded, but not forgotten. It hovers — present but transformed — like a memory we can’t quite place, yet can’t escape.
This work is part of a broader series examining the post-Soviet psyche, exploring how collective memory, repression, and symbolic remnants shape identity across generations.
acrylic,oil,pastel on linen canvas
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