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Best 2022

Mar 1, 2022

Happy to announce my art is in the BEST OF 2022 collection curated by Rebecca Wilson, Saatchi Art chief curator 💫 The selection of 119 artworks has been picked out from 1.4 M original pieces by 94K artists from more than 110 countries 🙂
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Red Color

Feb 3, 2022

Red color in art: painting with red color, writing about red color:

“I hear the question upon your lips: What is it to be a colour?

Colour is the touch of the eye, music to the deaf, a word out of the darkness. Because I’ve listened to souls whispering – like the susurrus of the wind – from book to book and object to object for tens or thousands of years, allow me to say that my touch resembles the touch of angels. Part of me, the serious half, calls out to your vision while the mirthful half sours through the air with your glances.

I’m so fortunate to be red! I’m fiery. I’m strong. I know men take notice of me and that I cannot be resisted.

I do not conceal myself: For me, delicacy manifests itself neither in weakness nor in subtlety, but through determination and will. So, I draw attention to myself. I’m not afraid of other colours, shadows, crowds or even of loneliness. How wonderful it is to cover a surface that awaits me with my own victorious being! Wherever I’m spread, I see eyes shine, passions increase, eyebrows rise and heartbeats quicken. Behold how wonderful it is to live! Behold how wonderful to see. I am everywhere. Life begins with and returns to me. Have faith in what I tell you.”

Orhan Pamuk, My Name Is Red

Winter Forest no. I Painting

Jan 25, 2022

Winter Forest no . I Painting oil on canvas from my Winter Forest series.

Forest has all the colors of the world.

Early morning light spreads first yellows trough the green leaves, dark green spruce becomes almost bluish under midday sun. Spring greens in the forest bring all the trembling of the young grasses and summer heat paints the bark of the birches into silver . Autumn brings all the possible colors to turn the forest paths into orange, yellow and red . Then comes the winter snow turning everything white. Until one stares deeply into the depth of the forest sculptures covered with snow, reflecting sun light into the form of thousand tiny crystal suns, each bearing its color filter, one just needs to open the eyes wide and the whites of the early afternoon in the forest get colored…..

Home Plants

Jan 20, 2022

Home plants on the window with a winter landscape, oil on canvas , 2022.

It was just one of those crispy winter days, when sunlight gets almost unbearable, reflecting from the snow crystals resembling thousand small glass stars sipped over the hills. Watching from my room I’ve noticed the window framing the piece of the landscape and turning it into a diorama like still life with home plants on the window shelf. In a moment a magic happened: whatever seemed to be the exterior turned into still life in the warm room, what seemed to be the interior stepped into the landscape with the blue sky.

“Enlarge your windows till you will get a window where you can see the whole universe with one look!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

Colors of White

Dec 17, 2021

Colors of white: What a difference a light can make! Snow might seem white, but observe it closer at the foggy morning, a sunny noon or cloudy afternoon before the evening dusk! There are all the colors from the former summer and autumn, hidden in tiny reflections, and with eyes opened wide one can even foresee all the hidden colors of the spring to come in a couple of months!

“I love to watch the fine mist of the night come on,
The windows and the stars illumined, one by one,
The rivers of dark smoke pour upward lazily,
And the moon rise and turn them silver. I shall see
The springs, the summers, and the autumns slowly pass;
And when old Winter puts his blank face to the glass,
I shall close all my shutters, pull the curtains tight,
And build me stately palaces by candlelight.”
Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal

“O light! This is the cry of all the characters of ancient drama brought face to face with their fate. This last resort was ours, too, and I knew it now. In the middle of winter I at last discovered that there was in me an invincible summer.”
Albert Camus, L’été

White Desk

Dec 10, 2021

White Desk, oil on canvas, 2021

No matter how much I love my friends or travelling distant places, I always like to come back home as I couldn’t be happy without the tranquility of my home and my family, I need all these lonely hours working in my room, I need the certainty of old habits and known colors.