awareness, 2014

This is my tipi. In all stages: as a drawing, as a painting, sewn by myself and as memory in my photo album. I miss forest life and freedom. Let’s stay safe!

just a sketch in 2013
174×35,7cm oil on chipboard 2014, original available
on rainbow festival in 2015

They came, 2014

ca. 30×30 cm, collage and markers on paper

Text 06/2018 by Modest Tsiolkovsky (русский оригинал текста внизу)

VITA SINE LITTERIS MORS EST is a catchy Latin expression (Seneca) meaning “life without science is death”.

Obviously, a gigantic, fundamentally unsettled number of experimental animals perished in the closets of vivisectors and in scientific laboratories with deaths of varying degrees of monstrosity.

And in this work, the author tells us: THEY СAME.

The emotional composition is based on the opposition of images from a children’s book – hares dancing around a real fluffy laboratory mouse and the seriousness of the message of the Latin expression, from which we easily come to the natural necessity of death of cute animate rabbits and a white mouse in the name of the science , which almost brought good luck, for example, or fell in love and built a nest.

Briefly speaking: “Life without science is death” – they tell us the rabbits.

Does this mean that death for the sake of science is life? No, of course death does not become life for the sake of science. Death with science is still death.

The author may have been influenced by Damien Hirst. ([maaia]: time to check who is that.. thanks for new #inspo)

Be that as it may – THEY CAME.

And this statement places work in a general religious cultural context, where death may be followed by an opportunity to act.

Thesis of the work makes the delivered message open. They came. What’s next?

VITA SINE LITTERIS MORS EST – крылатое латинское выражение, означающее “жизнь без науки – смерть”.

Очевидно гигантское, принципиально неустанавливаемое количество подопытных животных погибло в чуланах вивисекторов и в научных лабораториях смертями разной степени чудовищности.

И в этой работе автор говорит нам: ОНИ ПРИШЛИ.

Эмоциональная композиция построена на противопоставлении образов из детской книги – зайцев, пляшущих вокруг живой пушистой лабораторной мыши и серьезности месседжа латинского выражения, от которого мы легко приходим естественной  необходимости смерти во имя науки милых одушевленных  зайчат и белой мыши, что уже почти принесла удачу, например, или полюбила и свила гнездо.

Короче.

“Жизнь без науки есть смерть” – говорят нам зайчата.

Значит ли это, что смерть ради науки есть жизнь? Нет, конечно же смерть не становится жизнью ради науки. Смерть с наукой все равно остается смертью.

Возможно, на автора повлиял Дамиан Херст.

Как бы то ни было – ОНИ ПРИШЛИ.

И это заявление помещает работу в общерелигиозный культурный контекст, где за смертью, возможно, следует возможность действовать.

Эта работа тезисом “Они пришли” делает поставленный месседж открытым. Они пришли. Что дальше?

These are pathologists, 2017

79,6×79,7cm oil on canvas

People who met me once know that medicine is my biggest passion. The fire gets even huger if I meet my patho squad. It’s everything about the beauty of nature and mechanisms. The only question is not “why?”, but “how?”. Endless hours spent sitting at a microscope and/or with the whole slide images on the screen, in the lab, in different dissection rooms, listening to lectures and congresses. Now I’m also helping to improve the teaching. Cytology, histology, genetics, wet lab, there is everything. Curiosity makes science fun.

In 2017 I thought about future imaging possibilities. These colleagues sit at the round table with a 3D holographic biopsy / MRI molecular imaging…

a nightmare in the 1st lockdown (2021)

34x48cm, acryl and markers on chipboard 

Another piece of that dream. 

You enter the room and see the sun shining bright through the window. Dust particles in the air play in the light. You would like to take a breath on such a beautiful sunny day, so you open the window. You can see nothing. The darkness is so dense that you can’t even see your garden. 

you are just a part of me

93x62cm, 2020 (ink and oil on chipboard)

Behind you is the place you need to be at. You enter the forest and find a hut with nothing inside. But maybe there is something. Once you entered it – you know. What’s then revealed will haunt you for a long time. You’ll never feel lonely. Every time you close you eyes, someone appears behind your back. You won’t see that place in your bad dreams, since the nightmare itself is real.

lying down, melding with the Earth, 2021

lying down, melding with the Earth, 2021 (47,5x38cm, oil, acrylic and carbol fuchsin on canvas)

Everybody is searching for the inner peace. It sounds very difficult, when in the modern time we got to live in huge cities full of glass, vibration and light. Not everybody is rich enough to have an own house outside of the city, so these persons are actually trapped in concrete jungles. Is there a time on the day when you hear nothing, perfect stillness?
The only way to escape the anxiety inside of megalopolis is to find a safe place inside of your own psyche.

There is a field, where you can just lay on the ground and meld with the mother Earth. Feel the weight of your body, feel the gentle touch of the wind. City is somewhere, not here. You can see the lights there, on the horizon. You can go back there, when you are ready to face it. Keep calm, you are safe here, breathe.

dear radiologist please do an x-ray

i created an account on saaitchi art and uploaded my first artwork there and thus i got to try writing about my own art

here we go!

dear radiologist please do an x-ray
acryl on canvas 1000 W x 80 H x 0.1 D cm

One of the works inspired through working in a hospital. One of most frequently ordered diagnostics is a X-ray of heart and lungs. Through this simple procedure you can know a lot about state and function of body and skeleton.
Healthy lungs are pretty dark in every X-ray because air not that dense as heart or ribs.

Lungs are something what can easily be damaged through the atmosphere and all kinds of pollutions. We try to talk more about renewable energy, but we still have a long way to go, till energetic industry can be safe for everyone.
Windmills are exciting object for the artist, though they are dangerous for birds

some abstract anatomy straight from the 2020