Oil on Canvas 55″ x 35″
Painting comes in easy way — one trifle meets a trick, a Rube Goldberg machine starts a chain reaction, like a reaction on some vaccine, and it goes on and on. So I’m starting to realize that if I’ll change something once again, then I get a brand new work, for which, perhaps, I already have a new meaning and new canvas. This mechanism runs by my presence — a common story for all the artists. But still it all has a great meaning — the smell, the sound, the state, the color of the walls, the air — and when all this substances focus on me, the work emerges, lives, breathes.