Fragment of the message: ‘‘By the way, yesterday! I really wanted to tell you! I’ve ordered a taxi at night, was wandering down the street, looking, frankly, not in the best way: after a 29-hour work shift on my heels and with the remnants of shine in my eyes, - I am waiting for a car. Waiting, waiting. Here it comes. I get in the car and sit down. The driver is a fat, smelly gray-haired man and about fifty-five years of age. He started talking about some vague nonsense, I wasn’t listening. I looked at the light of a streetlamp, somehow it always fascinates me. At nights, naturally. When you drive really fast and you get kind of like a zebra light all over. It doesn’t matter to the story. Then I saw that the light fell on his hands and noticed that he has not nails, he’s got claws! - about five centimeters big. And then he scratches the torpedo, creating a most unpleasant sound. And in the cabin, as I said, it smelled really bad, and at the moment when I realized that a dead cat’s body was to my left, everything cleared up. To my (obviously which) question he answered, “I will eat it. And I’ll eat you. Have you ever been eaten? Thankfully, we already drove into the yard, I threw money into the front seat and that is it.’’

31 august 2016.

Fragment of random observation: A man was walking along the canal embankment and constantly repeated one phrase: ‘‘It will rain, my body, hands and legs will be hewed’’. Harsh, rhythmically repeated words, which are not addressed to anyone, but time after time, claiming the right to own and manipulate their own, and possibly another’s body, captured attention. He was going my way, and all I had to do to enter the space of this alarums and excursions is slow down. Reclamation to yourself, an iteration, self-reproduction of the system (the act of an appeal of a system to itself) and caused by this its complication, mechanisticity of a pure process, similar to the actions of non-game characters in the gaming environment, initiated by the machine, whose body can be quite arbitrarily split into separate objects or cease to function. For me everyday life observation is essential, as well as miscellaneous ways of computer modeling and visualization. I am interested in the relationship between a man, the images, the machines that produce them and graphic languages - a hybrid space, one that combines natural and artificial objects. The technique of UV printing is used in the works as a method of transferring digital images to a physical surface; deliberately disrupting the technological process and including manual labor practices. Instead of an addition a subtraction becomes a method of creation, which implies erasing, scratching paint from the surface of the canvas until it loses its plasticity. Rubbed into the canvas and desiccated on the surface of the fabric, images and textures under the action of ultraviolet remain as if material traces of those digital objects which they originally were, and the situations preceding their appearance.

March 2017