The children painted by Vladimir Semenskiy, or the kindergarten, which he observes from without, the garden of continuous natural flourishing and development are, of course, not merely concrete personages or a poetical metaphor determining the content of a concrete exhibition. Be it a portrait or figure, it is a vacant shape, nearly an icon-painting formula, which is filled with actual moving and living materiality of painting. Shapes are filled not with aready-made text, but with the material of which the text is assembled, the language per se and the raw material of art. Man appears in that language, in painting, not as an abstraction or generalization, but as an instant of the unpredictable and disorderly chaos of manifestation, of something rather vague that forms part of individual personal experience, of what we call humaneness.
Sasha Balashov
Sasha Balashov
