These are canvases for the beginning of a new series of works titled “Flags.” I decided to make the canvases myself, as this allows me to achieve the exact size I need. I used linen fabric stretched over a 12 mm MDF board.
In contemporary art, the curator is increasingly not a mediator but a gatekeeper. They decide what can be seen, what may be said, and in what tone. Formally, this is framed as care for context. In practice, it’s soft censorship.
This doesn’t happen in galleries with more modern paintings, starting with the Impressionists. Perhaps in a hundred years they’ll turn into vampires too.
When I walk through museums with paintings by the “old masters”, I feel as if they’re draining my energy. You enter the gallery feeling lively and upbeat, pass by these endless portraits of "nobodies", and by the time you reach the exit you’re barely dragging your feet.
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But if an author follows this path for the sake of conveyor-belt production of hundreds, or even thousands, of works, then everyone should honestly admit it: these are not artworks, but mass-produced goods.
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#RulesOfAnArtist’sLife
The author should do everything themselves, without going to extremes.
Yes, it’s not necessary to grow the cotton for the canvas personally, but applying purchased paint to a purchased canvas is something you should kindly do yourself.
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Yes, in the past (before the 18th century), in artists’ workshops the master played the role of a head chef in a kitchen, where paintings were churned out by apprentices and were not even signed—which, in a way, was more honest.
I completely forgot. My latest work, ‘Joy’, took third place in a libertarians’ competition. I’m not sure whether I should be happy about it — to me, third place feels like a consolation prize. There’s only first place, and then there’s everyone else.
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