pictorial space, eradicated by the frame from daily occurrence, struggles in the format's vice, agonizingly trying to get rid of physical bases of its being - rude materialism of the canvas and the paints. illusory painting finds its way out in trickling through the picture surface into the endless depth, away from the viewer.

for me, the only worthy direction is - to the viewer. in the new reality; born by painting, just like in the primary reality; there can no be hierarchy on the principle of "centre - periphery". any part of the picture is equally valuable for me,for the creator had an equal attention to the details while originating both the sellar sky and the smallest insect. i try to make art surface suitable for viewing as a flower, fire or the river flow can be.

art image, imprisoned in the art form, just like the soul and the body; serves as a bond between the earthly world and the heaven, therefore, it is also inexplicable and immense. more..>