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Wilhelm von Kaulbach / "Baron István Prónay as Hamlet" / 1841 / Museum of Fine Arts, Budapest

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Have some fun with the portrait. I love how lovely he is to draw 🕊✨

every spring cleaning / my body

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Parmigianino (Francesco Mazzola) (Italian, 1503 - 1540) The Head of a Young Man, about 1539–1540 Pen and brown ink Unframed: 16 × 10.5 cm (6 5/16 × 4 1/8 in.) The J. Paul Getty Museum, Los Angeles, 2017.79

WHAT YOU SEE Expressive portrait by GRAFFMATT

Not long ago I was thinking, what is drawing even for me?

You know, people speak different languages, but languages are not limited to just words, sounds. A language can be a painting, a poem, music, dance, photography, cooking, colour, smell, anything.

Probably for me drawing was a language of expressing love, sometimes it was a question "Who am I?", "What am I?", Sometimes through drawing I was looking for love. I was looking for approval of myself, praise. Sometimes I was looking for a way to make a living through drawing. And it was all about finding myself.

Since I was a kid, I didn't know how to express my feelings. I would say: I'm ashamed, and they would say: You can't be ashamed. Then I started to say: I'm scared, to which I heard the answer: you can't be scared. And if it can't be, then I removed such words as shame and fear from my life, as well as anger and bitterness and sadness, I removed many words that people around me didn't like, but here's the problem: I didn't stop feeling them, but I couldn't call them any more. So I learnt to draw them. Well. Since in this world it is impossible to speak directly about things, I will speak indirectly, veiled, I will leave maps of the treasures of my hidden deep inside feelings, so that one day an inquisitive seeker will want to explore and unearth in me that cherished thing that I have hidden deep inside myself.

I was very surprised one day when I realised that I was confusing fear and shame. And when I found the shame in my life, when I realised what it was - I couldn't sleep because that shame was everywhere, but I was so happy to finally find it and carry it into the world, to finally call it right. Then I was starting to think, how can I talk to myself and support myself so I don't feel so bad about the shame?

Life is a funny adventure, I find something in it all the time, because a lot of things before, I had to hide.

So I guess for me drawing is a kind of dialogue with myself, or imprinting my soul on planet Earth. Sometimes it's a huge plea to myself for salvation, for finding love. Sometimes it's just a skill for the sake of a skill.

Sometimes it just exists and that's enough. What do you paint for? What feelings do you put into your paintings? What's the meaning?

RED WINE by Yaroslav Sobol - (Original oil painting, Portrait of a young, handsome, and strong man with a glass of red wine in his hands)

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Bernard Boutet de Monvel / "Self Portrait, Place Vendôme" / ab. 1932 / Private collection via Sotheby’s

Tim Laughlin

Photography by Melissa Alcena

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Retrato de un hombre treintañero Imagen generada por IA