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grisha rosiak

ART BY ONE

"My art is born from a deep, unnameable need.

I do not limit myself to painting. Since the 1990s, I have built also installations, assembled fragments of meaning. My works are not just objects—they are emotions made tangible, dreams given form. I play with structure and color to create something beyond reality’s grip. The simplicity of my pieces is not minimalism—it is an open door to the primal, to the raw pulse of existence.

There is no hypocrisy in what I make. I strip myself bare before the viewer. I believe that "a creative adult is a child who survived." Darkness and joy bleed into one another here. My art does not decorate—it cleanses. Symbolic lines, layered hues, the deliberate flattening of perspective—all of it tears away the illusions of meaning. What remains is the bone beneath the skin.

I live deliberately. Love and cruelty are the twin engines of my creativity. I explore existence—not just its light, but its shadows. The collapse of civilization’s structures? A beginning, not an end. A chance to ask: Where does man stand in this chaos? The intimate becomes universal. Rebirth depends only on our courage to answer the essential questions.

Alienation is my lens. The margins are my vantage point. Distance grants clarity, but too much dissolves the self. The relationships between worlds—and between people—are mystical. I move through the physical, the celestial, chasing echoes of mythical ancestors. The past is not dead—it is a living hunger.

I paint with color thick as emotion. I dig into the hidden corners of primitivism. Simplicity reveals genesis. Structure becomes scripture. My work is a return—to wildness, to honesty. No borders. Only the tension between flamboyance and restraint, between chaos and precision. Rules are prisons. Awareness—mine, yours—is the only truth.

 

To exist is to burn with the act of feeling."

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