Left Right 1980

This fine drawing by Oleksandr Aksinin, made with ink on paper, unfolds like a secret map, an intimate world rendered in meticulous detail. Imagine the artist bent over the page, each tiny mark a whisper, a thought made visible. That central zigzag feels like a pathway, maybe a staircase, leading who-knows-where. And the background, this web of interconnected shapes, it’s like the cosmos itself, dense and full of hidden connections. I can’t help but think of Klee, with his playful geometries and his sense of the world as a tapestry of signs and symbols. This isn’t just about what we see, but about the act of seeing itself, the way the eye moves, tracing lines, connecting dots, building meaning out of fragments. Artists are always in conversation with each other and with themselves, riffing on old themes, finding new ways to make sense of things.