Carpathians is very popular place to go on vacation in Ukraine. Ukrainians like to go there because of the beauty of nature and cleanness of the air. Also in winter you can go skiing or snowboarding and even conquer the highest mountain in Ukraine called Hoverla. Actually you can find Carpathians not only in Ukraine but also in Serbia, Slovakia, Poland, Hungary, Romania and Czech Republic. But I haven’t been in any of these countries, so I can talk only about Ukraines’ part of these huge mountains.
I have been in Carpathians because of the plein air, which was organized by my teachers in art school. We went there on train. It was hot inside and way has taken about a day, but it was worth it. Environment there is really incredible. I’d like to go there some day again. I fell in love with Carpathians, so I can’t forget them.
Every time when I can’t find inspiration I come to the waterside. No matter where I am, I’ll find this blissful place, where I can recharge myself. Because it is important to return the power of creation back. No one can work continuously and this is OK. So I hope everyone has that one precious place.
Avant-garde is an interesting flow of art, that was founded in XIX and XX centuries. It came to us from France. The main message to push the boundaries down of norms in art culture. Actually it was like a revolution of new era in painting culture. With new genres like cubism, abstract art, dada, surrealism, expressionism, constructivism etc. The art of avant-garde is difficult and controversial, it consist of findings new forms of art and seeing of the world.
Sometimes I stuck in this boundaries too and this “rules” press all motivation and inspiration down, so I draw this picture to break them down and finally feel free about painting what I want and how i want. I believe that everyone should do as they feel, it doesn’t matter how you draw and at what point your skill is.
Story of this art is very atypical and I’d even say incredible. I was on my way to home, it was one of that snowy days, when snowflakes can’t stop falling down from sky. Familiar environmental of mine turned into a fairy tale in real life. Snow covered up everything like a carpet in granny’s cozy house. I stand in front of all this beauty and could not look away anymore. I sat down on the snow, took out brushes and paints and just started paint the view no matter what.
An enchanted garden spread out nearby. The garden full of abundance of flowers and plants. Which is sleeping now with a white veil on its eyes. There is no more blossoming flowers. Everything there is sleeping. But garden doesn’t become less magical or less beautiful. It is still as wonderful as it was, but in new white palette.
I was in nativeland, when suddenly I noticed that amazing garden right in front of me. I took art supplies and run as fast as I can to draw it immediately.
What comes to your mind when you hear word “winter”? Maybe your thoughts send you into the native city, where you spend all childhood, playing with kids in snowballs and making funny snowmans. Or maybe you remember cozy atmosphere before the Christmas . When all family members dress up christmas tree, and wish everybody good luck and happiness.
I am really into winter, but more than winter I like to paint it. Especially Motherland’s views, where my memories years as a kid arousing.