Etudes on Fear, Fatigue and Fragility

Writing made on/with temporary materials, 2023 – ongoing

«…While thinking all the time about the fluid, impermanent and ever changing nature of our reality, I began to experiment with the bio-degradable materials for my artworks. And – continue my studies of transparency and ghostliness. For the last year and a half, like never before, I was able to see how fragile are the human bodies, the routines which we got used to, our ideas, principles and beliefs, our relationships and feelings. But it’s not our fragility, our mortality that makes us weak – it’s our fear if being fragile, our fear of death, because we don’t know what’s coming after. I also saw how fragile my land is – the fields, the forests, the waters, plants and animals, they can be damaged and destroyed so easily… At the same time, the nature doesn’t know the fear of death. It doesn’t even know what the death is. To die doesn’t mean stop existing, it is only a moment (or a period) of transformation, transition, becoming something new – an integral part of the cycle. And no rockets and tanks can stop this cycle. Whoever thought that it would be so easy to trample our blossoming land – eventually found grass and flowers growing through their corpses, breaking through the thickest armor and turning the deadliest weapons into dust. I remember seeing it at the very beginning of the full-scale war, the examples of the real strength and resilience, when my land itself showed that whatever happens it would get through all the shit, recover and live further – it made me believe that I can do it too. I am just a human, a part of the cycle. Yes, I am fragile, like everyone and everything else. But it doesn’t make me weak. To think carefully, it’s actually just the opposite…»