My works including the new painting
"Purple Bloom"
are in the group show
"In ART We Trust"
"Purple Bloom"
are in the group show
"In ART We Trust"
at
coinciding with
TRAC 15
conference
conference
the most important theoretical and academic gathering
of contemporary representational art movement to date
The show is featuring six of my paintings and drawings alongside works of my close artistic friends and colleagues, some of the leading contemporary figurative artists of our days
Jeremy Lipking, Tony Pro and Joseph Todorovitch
October 16 - November 25, 2015
October 16 - November 25, 2015
This is the last painting
that I worked on with my great Dad. It was conceived at the beginning of last
year and the sketches for it as well as its initial work stages were the
subject of our daily talks. I'd show him every night at the hospital and later
at home the day's progress on my iphone.
I guess it is only through working
on it that I managed to cope with the complete devastation of seeing Dad
diminish, to make sense out of it.
Till
the very last moment with torturously diminishing physical abilities he managed
to give a still absolutely spot on advice, perfect in its clarity and accuracy.
It was truly amazing to witness - as in the Terminator movie it was like some
hidden alternative mode of life would kick in, the red light would come up and the full
force of a precise visual judgment would burst through. Dissolving
himself in ART he became ART himself.
ART is an ever-young force of life in the eternity of Purple
Bloom.
"My Father"
sepia and white leads of fabriano paper 30" x 22"
sepia and white leads of fabriano paper 30" x 22"
This is the live drawing of my Dad.
I got him to sit for me on my own
birthday as the best gift possible for myself. Doing this on my own birthday made me contemplate the double mortality - his and my own. This was the last he sat for me
fully live. Having him to sit for me was perhaps the best thing I ever did.
"Hands of My Father"
sepia and white leads on fabriano paper 22" x 30"
This is also a live study of my Dad’s hands. These are
almost double life size, though when I did them I didn’t give much to it. Only
later it occurred to me that perhaps this is how I subconsciously still
remember "huge" Dad’s hands…the hands of an Artist, the Hands of Creator that gave
Life.
"American Hero. Vic Stadter"
sepia and white leads on fabriano paper 22" x 30"
sepia and white leads on fabriano paper 22" x 30"
I was astoundingly lucky to meet and
draw Vic live.
As a matter of fact I met and draw him on my birthday
right after Dad's passing much like I did a drawing of my Dad on my own birthday
2 years prior. There was some strange and inexplicable connection. Vic was amazing
and in his unbounded spirit totally reminded me my Dad. Vic was also the true Artist
in his heart in the way he led his life. They were of the same age from the
same Generation of Giants. Both were extreme survivors, Dad in a famine in
Ukraine, in a war and perils of Soviet bureaucracy, Vic on his runs, adventures
and challenge of authority. Both were extreme at what they did. For both the unshakable integrity of their way of life was worth all the risk.Vic was the legendary smuggler, "an equalizer of inequities", who once flu a wrongly imprisoned, framed for murder innocent man out of a Mexican prison. Vic's story was depicted in the 1975 classic "Breakout" and Charles Bronson plaid Vic in it.
Vic just passed away few weeks ago at 95 and, appropriately, not in his own bed. Flying his chopper till last days without a glitch, he died in a car accident.
"Self
Portrait with a Forty Day Beard"
oil on linen board 24" x 18"
oil on linen board 24" x 18"
This is my first self portrait in 30 years. I painted it after 40 day of Russian mourning period. The first work after my Dad's passing.
And just to make sure to emphasize what a short step it is from Divine to Profane - there will be a surprise "mystery' piece that I did for a show and if you are coming you will be able to help me solve a burning question - your vote will count!
How cool is this, that the museum picked for the title of this personally significant show my Classical Underground motto:
In ART We Trust!