Artist's website My Dao

[Елена Ким]

Georgy Nikolayevich in his work found a Taoist point from the height of which he "saw" and comprehend what is happening. This high point of awareness creates a sense of space in even the most simple things.
Turning to the religious theme, it looks for innovative, more subtle understanding of the essence of a belief

"Birch Grove", the work of 1979, reflects his vision of the old orthodoxy in contemporary Russia
Birch Grove keeps a half-erased the faces of Russian saints. Birch melteshenie creates the illusion of chipped plaster, through which with difficulty, but can still be seen dying frescoes. Trunks of birch trees, like strangers, like a ghostly monks in white robes, surrounded by Lost in Time cathedrals.

"The Holy Mazar (2001) is located high in the mountains, in a holy place for Muslims next to the cold mountain lake. Water of the lake, brown and thick, in contact directly with the sky. Image of the mazar recalls the image of the holy elder, making his spiritual feat. And all around him - the white peaks. They're alive! As wax melts in hot water and floats on the surface of various strange shapes, so thin tops stretch to the sky, like a worn-out souls of people. And some of them white drops out of ground and fly away to heaven. Downstairs, in the foreground, the picture plane visually cuts the mountains and in this cut - the memory of future crowds of pilgrims who come here in summer, to purify body and soul. They will read the prayers, plunge into cold water to make sacrifices. The earth soaked with blood of sacrificial sheep. And again and again will namolivatsya this place. Meanwhile, white owl, a symbol of wisdom and longevity, but the stone statues guard the holy sacrament of the commission in the winter silence.

"Nirvana" (2002) umbristom subdued coloration against a red-orange-gold entourage of Buddhist temples. Buddha, with a sad childish face, like a true arhat, prevails among the three elements: earth, water and space. Easy to blur his face gives him a barely perceptible movement alive. There is no past. None present. There, concentrated meditation, a majestic feeling of incomprehensibility, a great peace and eternal mysteries of life.

"The path to the Temple" - a fantastic landscape, the desert road leading from a distance rising above the Temple. Heavenly force luminous cluster rises over the temple and a powerful wave diverges in the world, illuminating it from below. Clouds in this world turning into the unknown long-necked birds. Hill, on the left of the path, taking on the traits of the Goddess of Silence with a light tear on his cheek. Unreality of what is happening asserts the idea that the way to the Temple, it is - not some specific way, this - the ability to create a sublime, sensitive, deep in his soul.


"How simple nezateyliv and rusty is the key to the mysterious door" (My Dao)