Our body remembers everything, even when a person is unconscious, it continues to feel, breathe, remember. And this experience of the internal life of the body, as a container of feelings and states, reactions and experiences, from which the mind can distance itself, turn away, constantly lives in everyday life, turns into invisible artifacts, like notes in the margins, nooks and crannies of urban space, unread letters.
With these reflections began a series of “Venuses” embodying a combination of frantic, dashing life without meaning, the rejection of one’s own parts (which leads to the appearance of “inanimate consciousness” in a living body) and almost archetypal embodiments of beauty in art.
With these reflections began a series of “Venuses” embodying a combination of frantic, dashing life without meaning, the rejection of one’s own parts (which leads to the appearance of “inanimate consciousness” in a living body) and almost archetypal embodiments of beauty in art.