EKATERINA KISEL-KHACHATRIAN
paint and graphite artist
paint and graphite artist
I believe that poetry, as the highest form of language and expression of thoughts and feelings, is in constant dialogue with fine art. In my works, I turn everyday objects and images into meaningful symbols of lived experience.
The harsh landscapes and unique natural conditions of a childhood spent in northern Russia influenced my perception of the world, to some extent.
I received my first higher education degree in psychology, and during these studies I became fascinated in poetry and fine arts – a creative path which I continued by enrolling at the Moscow State Academic Art Institute named after V.I. Surikov.
The topic of my diploma project, dedicated to Joseph Brodsky, became a significant milestone in my creative biography. This series marked the beginning of my deeper research into the interaction between poetry and fine arts, which continues today.
My artworks are now part of private collections in Russia, and overseas.
I received my first higher education degree in psychology, and during these studies I became fascinated in poetry and fine arts – a creative path which I continued by enrolling at the Moscow State Academic Art Institute named after V.I. Surikov.
The topic of my diploma project, dedicated to Joseph Brodsky, became a significant milestone in my creative biography. This series marked the beginning of my deeper research into the interaction between poetry and fine arts, which continues today.
My artworks are now part of private collections in Russia, and overseas.
"Joseph Brodsky. June 4, 1972"
Theory of series. Zverevsky Center for Contemporary Art, 2020
Am still searching. The savages brought a grapefruit.
But when I ask for directions, all I hear is 'hoolie-hoolie.'
All I see are infinite, slippery, coiling tunnels.
Some peculiar, tangled system that's hard to memorize.
And unless I'm delirious, yesterday in these trammels
I bumped into somebody who calls himself Captain Nemo.
-Joseph Brodsky,
Part V of "The New Jules Verne," from To Urania, 1988
But when I ask for directions, all I hear is 'hoolie-hoolie.'
All I see are infinite, slippery, coiling tunnels.
Some peculiar, tangled system that's hard to memorize.
And unless I'm delirious, yesterday in these trammels
I bumped into somebody who calls himself Captain Nemo.
-Joseph Brodsky,
Part V of "The New Jules Verne," from To Urania, 1988
