Elena Shlegel (1965, Belarus) “An artist lives partially in a dream - just like a poet does. I strive to reflect something impossible to exist…to allow an audience to see beyond the reality, to make up its own fairy-tale, to become a participator and a creator. And thus to feel happy for a moment…” says Elena Shlegel. And indeed the laws of reality somehow lose their power in Elena’s paintings. She is one of those artists who inspire an audience. Her every work offers an extremely comforting feeling of warmth, contentment and prosperity. Her paintings are the emotional answer to the desire to forget about the daily problems. Her main goal is the creation of a unique and refined atmosphere. Her artistic elegies have no defined borders between the form and the content. The light plays an important part in her works - it’s as if each and every detail is illuminated from within. Elena Shlegel isn’t in a hurry to say a lot at once - her works are quiet with meaning. And then suddenly this silence gives birth to a moon, a human profile, a fish…and over there, at a distance, one can see either a flower or a star or a young girl. And those images are all real - they are simply intertwined the way impressions and experiences are in our subconsciousness. It’s hard to define some specific style in a poetic manner and plasticity of Elena’s enigmatic compositions. Her characters somehow exist outside time and space - as if dissolving in her landscapes and still-life paintings. And the artist herself defines her style of painting as “courtly romanticism” and offers the following conception of her work: In between a day and a night A summer and a winter Reality and a dream Ups and downs Emptiness and creation. To stop a feeling of time and a place of crossing, a border – And to reflect in a form of artistic images. One can talk or be silent In between the lines, the words and the thoughts there is something left on a canvas. Things, characters and symbols interact with each other Creating a complex multilayered space. A fairy-tale with its romantic feel. Water, milk, blood, a woman, a bird, a cat, a jar, a tangle, a house, A city, a roadway… Blood moves in a body, water flows in a river, milk of an old fairy-tale Pours into our vessels and returns refreshed by a myth
Posted on: Sat, 03 May 2014 20:05:57 +0000
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