Oxana Alexeevskaya
A disciple of the Master Alexander Vasilyevich Starilov.
An organizer jointly with Alexander Sirotin, Elena Potapova and Serguey Kuzmin of the Art association “94”.
Probably, I am a pencil. Or another one graphic tool - a feather, may be, or
a rapidograph. I lay myself in a box, or can be, I stick out in a beer-jar. And when Someone to the Most Important (and may be, not most, and
may be, not important) suddenly would want to draw - he takes from a box, or may be, takes out from a jar, and can be simple so, swearing,
climbs under a table or loudly claps palms on pieces of paper, trying to find out under a cultural layer the instrument of work … finds, blows off
a dust, draws a line … what can be pencil’s meaning of the life? Its sense includes in the lines lead by a unknown hand for not clear purpose.
And during the use it erases, shortens, becomes unfit for use - and all the same, movement on a paper is both the sense and the purpose,
both the greatest pleasure and sensation of completeness of the life ...