I practice making diptychs with other artists, because I am fascinated by how precisely random parts of the works coincide, how they recognize each other and influence each other, but this diptych I made and coincided with myself. Usually I refrain from explaining painting, but now, from the current point of circumstances and feelings, I am interested to
do it.
On the upper part there is a triangle where one woman gives birth, the second one receives the child, and the third one supports and rejoices for the one who gives birth. At first it revealed for me the birth of any real action, deed, understanding that among these actions there is no main one, they are necessary for each other. Now this part, perhaps, has become a little simplified, but also less indifferent for me, or maybe I just see in everything a message about the world that has to return to women in order to continue or complete, that is, to return whatever it is. On the second part of the triangle there is a tombstone of the oval – the shape through which a person sees the inevitable light when there is no other option but to be born. Nothing has changed with this component – the monument as a monument.