The painter is within his right
to apply the form that meets his artistic demands.
Moreover, he is accept this as a moral imperative.
A painter to work at plasticity in painting is hopeful to master the art of expressing his feelings through understanding of artistic composition. It is a result of transition from logical analysis to intuitive comprehension of spirit and matter. And lucky is the admirer to know that the theoretical path is absolutely individual as well as predetermined by all those things to have made the painter what he is. Every piece of art is either his DNA materialized or the mould or rather the depiction of its master.
Vladimir Veshtak is a painter to have been noticed and awarded...
He is kindred spirit to the German expressionism. The deliberate lack of composition center understood as an easel-painting notion allows overstepping the picture frames and thus expressing master's emotional world... and success of his exhibition in Berlin was not a mere chance as German culture administrative bosses were inspired by his pictures and bought several. Thus Veshtaks appeal to admirers in Berlin Culture Amt in Pankov. Rhythm being the composition fundamental principle is expressed in his works. It is the rhythm that proves all the modem mathematic theories of chaos being the part and the fundamental principle of the structured system.
Rhythmical repetition makes the atmosphere of meditation arise and rhythmical repetition pours the Indian blue onto the surface of paper to let it lose its real dimensions. So much is the energetic substance perceived. To merge with the essence till being dissolved, till feeling a part of the microcosm in disavowal and in immersion. THIS is the invisible force of catharsis that draws in. Sibilants hiss and whisper while ESSENCE, PERCEPTION and CATHARSIS are pronounced. Though they fail to render THAT which is hardly perceptible... The events to be rendered, to be seen and to be the very facts of them exist as the surf, the sunset, the heart beating and breathing exist. And it really doesn't matter whether the admirer grasps it or not. They rather serve the proof of those intricate relations between the man and the nature as well as one another.
It is a search of some new realities among the visible ones. His illusion of reality is the transparency that's depth of perception is closer to the thing seen through the microscope or the telescope then to the everyday life.
The irony comes as a remedy to cure that one who started feeling a creator. The titles live at the same time. They are quotations from works by Shakespeare translated by Biryukova. A few words taken out of Henry VI context produce one more reality, which the author directs as an image collage. These images are mostly asking - Oh, Tube, You Call!, Farewell to Misery (the picture to have won the Third Prize at the First All-Ukrainian Graphic Triennial Art Exhibition in Kyiv), The Years Happy are to Come, Not Every Storm-Cloud Gives Birth to a Storm, The Wise Will never Mourn the Loss, Lords and Don't Be Cross with me I'm Kind again...
© Irina Ostromenskaya