Oil on canvas
it is believed that the war of non-reflective halftones: everything becomes extremely tangible: black - black, white - white .. Yes, I very much agree with this ..
The more I observe my observations and the people around now, the more often I pay attention to the fact that I now have very clear formulations: everything has become clear, understandable and concrete, the actions of people are at a glance, their motivation is extremely clear. sleeping masks.
This picture was painted by me after traveling to Nepal .. Even the name itself I left not “Breath of God”, but “Breath of the Gods”, given Hinduism ..
She was born then as a reflection..
When we get some evidence that makes us overcome ourselves (we were in the Langtang valley and climbed the mountains to a height of 4400 m), a very clear line comes that cuts reality into “before” and “after”…, I realized that before using, using the expressions “I’m tired”, “I’m cold” and others, I’m not at all qualified for their true (for me) measurements .. It turned out that when the level of fatigue is such that you physically feel every step as “one more” - this is fatigue .. Or when you walk through the snow and wind to the top, fixing only on your breathing, because you have no strength for anything else, in the morning you wash yourself from a bucket, in which water + 1, and in the afternoon it’s already around plus 15 , and rhododendrons are blooming all around, you really rethink what "cold" means.
When I returned, I was never the same again. Then I discovered the true meaning of concepts, a lot of belonging things about myself, my thoughts, assessments, judgments .. It was an amazing and mega-important experience for me ...
... This picture for me is not about loneliness .. Although, by the way, the very word "loneliness" for me never had a negative character ..
It is about relativity and contemplation of Life: when you sit high in the clouds, down in the village where you were recently, life goes on, but this life, its realities, are completely different ..
..Now the war once again took inventory of the premises in my head.
The most global and public ruthless.
What were previously examples from the history books has become a reality. And this Reality turned out to be terrible and merciless. The reality that shows the underside of life is more abrupt than any retreats and trekking. every day the heart is in pieces. When in the evening, seeing the news about my hometowns, Irpen and Bucha, it seems that there can be no greater atrocity, in the morning, from the disclosure of the telegram to the public, it becomes clear that this trend continues and continues.
I don’t know when the war will end and what we all still have to go through ..
But I know for sure that I have enough strength to endure.. I don’t know where this confidence comes from.. Maybe because now my thoughts are directed not at myself, but at helping others.
