Fish 1970

Valentin Khrushch painted these silver-scaled fish on a wooden board, with broad strokes of green, white and blue. You can almost smell the sea, can’t you? Imagine Khrushch standing before this board, layering washes of color, wiping away, then adding more. It feels intuitive, a dance between control and chance. See how the green seeps through, creating a hazy, dreamlike atmosphere? The white stripes aren't just stripes; they're flashes of light, reflections on the water. I am particularly drawn to the top fish, so pale and translucent, as if it's fading into the depths. It reminds me of Giorgio Morandi’s still life paintings, where everyday objects are transformed into meditations on form and light. Painting is like a conversation across time. Artists see what others have done and then respond, adding their own voice. Khrushch’s fish are a humble subject, yet they speak to something profound. They evoke a sense of longing, of searching for something just beyond our grasp.