Wondervault

Wondervault // 40” x 30” oil on canvas

Wondervault // 40” x 30” oil on canvas

Pins & Petals

 
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Hello!

Last weekend we visited Long Island, NY for the opening of my solo exhibition “Pins & Petals” with Haven Gallery.

Summer has graced us with a beautiful sunny day and many creatures came to see the body of my last year’s work, which fills my heart with sincere gratitude. If you haven’t got a chance to be present at the opening – the exhibition is going to be on view until August, 25th.

An airplane nightbook log done on my way back home:

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“Bark! A little bit louder than the floor’s creak. Write down a short concentrate of conclusions and preserve it under a cast iron lid. The trees scratch the ceiling of the light-polluted sky. Petals are just debris of the dreams gone by…” (-july, 2019)

This drawing “Gorgon in C Minor” is going to Abend Gallery, Denver, CO to be a part of the “Animalia” exhibition.

Gorgon In C Minor // 8” x 11” graphite on paper //  Abend Gallery

Gorgon In C Minor // 8” x 11” graphite on paper // Abend Gallery

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 “The Sweetest Nightmare Yet” will be also exhibited there later this month.

The Sweetest Nightmare Yet // 8” x 4.5” - graphite on paper //  Abend Gallery

The Sweetest Nightmare Yet // 8” x 4.5” - graphite on paper // Abend Gallery

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The most heartfelt thanks to Jeremy Mann, whose creativity and artistic spirit is always the biggest inspiration.

See you on either side of the world. Let your inner creatures be kind!

Warmest,

-Nadezda

Strangers

Strangers 01 // 120 mm film // model: Rivi

Strangers 01 // 120 mm film // model: Rivi

Strangers 02 // 120 mm film // model: Rivi

Strangers 02 // 120 mm film // model: Rivi

Strangers 03 // 120 mm film // model: Rivi

Strangers 03 // 120 mm film // model: Rivi

Memories stuck in a looped repeat, playing over and over the episodes of things remembered. Muted, covered in dust, daubed with marshy water – partly in slow motion and partly frozen. Actions are slow endless serpents that forcibly coil, curve, collide and shatter into million reflective bites. Rewind. Repeat.
It glitches. I see a submarine coming out of water – monumental and ghastly beautiful, like an undisrupted, wet obelisk of ancient gods. In silent soar, it casts the All-Devouring Shadow over pine woods and dunes of the White Sea… I hear dolphins, although I know no dolphins exist in these boreal waters. This must be a distorted murmur of children’s laughter in the middle of July, the only mild week of the Northern summer that dribbles crowds onto its barely warm beach. {The Place on Earth - 6,5” x 11” oil on panel - for my solo exhibition opening this Saturday 6-8pm, Artist Talk (RSVP) 4pm on the same day Haven Gallery )

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Navigator

I am a Navigator. There is a keyhole in your head that leads to the vault of stories – I will be
there, in the intersection, summing up your dreams. The corners are folding and it’s hard to get
through the bottle neck of the nightmare, but I’ll handle it, because I am an Ace of getting out
of the tacky latitudes. //

(from my Nightbook, 2019)

{Navigator - 40” x 28” oil on panel } - for my solo exhibition with Haven Gallery opening next week on the 27th of July.

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Apples In February

What a strange treat. On New Year’s Eve she sat quietly by the crackling fire mesmerized by this gift of nature. It was so much below the freezing point according to both Celcius and Farenheit, that there is no way the tree could fruit in the snow-coated backyard. And yet it did. How strange..how wonderful…Apples in February… (from my Nightbook, 2018)

Apples In February // 12” x 12” - oil on panel //  Haven Gallery

Apples In February // 12” x 12” - oil on panel // Haven Gallery