Behind the screen / Boys in love (2002 - 2005)

Paradise (2000), a series of paintings

A diary is a diary. It is not just intimate, confessional, mysterious, sometimes mystical (think of Laura Palmer Lynch's Twin Peaks diary), but ideally, it does not involve a "confessor" at all. As a rule, it is synchronous to the event. It is documented in an alla prima manner, which gives it credibility precisely because of the sincerity and frankness of the "first gesture". However, the diary is simultaneously disingenuous and hypocritical, as the urge to reveal secrets or, as we would say today, the will to be transparent, equally prevails over the prescription to keep a person's public call secret.

Works on Рaper (from the series), 2000, 29.7 x 21, oil and ballpoint pen on paper

When I saw that some things were suddenly too real, I guessed that the future is already here.  You can feel it. Just a little more saturated colors... and so on. It is so close that the heat of their skin almost burns you. As close as in movies, but real. More corporeal than real. But it doesn't matter. So what if I already have my own world? I keep it for myself. And will say YES to the future.