Year of creation | 2024 |
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Dimensions | 50 W × 50 H × 2 D cm |
Type of art | drawing |
Style | expressionism |
Genre | mythological |
Materials | acrylic, canvas |
Type of packaging | cardboard box |
The painting has a strong abstract style with elements of collage and graphics, with a central figure that commands attention - a face that appears to be blurred, against a background of chaotic lines, text and bright colors. The use of text (“Dependent”, “Disorder”, “Datum”) hints at the theme of addiction, inner chaos and the psychological state of disorder. Words drawn by hand create a sense of discontinuity, inconsistency of thoughts and experiences. The main element is a part of the face, which breaks up into fragments, covered with various textures and symbols. The eye, which appears from this collage as if watching the viewer through the mask, adds to the feeling of stealth, and the red nose of the clown can symbolize both the masking of real emotions and sarcasm about one's own condition. Symbols of butterflies and insects also add complexity to the image, they embody ideas of transformation, decay or elusiveness. The use of colors is extremely bright - yellow, red, pink, which contrast with black outlines and white
Losing faith in the world, I began to create my own. My paintings reflect my inner state — values, events, growth and stagnation. I paint as I see it without having an academic art education; I just transfer the meanings to the canvas. One meaning that lies on the surface is the importance of "Home" in my works. The topic of home is very painful for me now, because during the war many people were left homeless. Home for me is comfort and safety, a place where you are accepted as you are, and where you are definitely loved. My works are my children. It is very intimate, because through them I show myself as vulnerable, as I really am. The war changed my perception of the world. The feeling of disappointment does not leave me: a world where humanity is often false. I want to hide, and at the same time I wish that people would show more humanity. This war left a hole in the chest that hurts for the third year. But I will still get out of bed, even after sleepless nights under fire, and tell you what I think…