Oleg Ostrovskiy


The critic
In this life, sometimes I am middlebrow, and sometimes I am creator. Sometimes I pry, and sometimes I observe. I am trying to catch this delicate balance. This is especially difficult in communicating with sculptors and in watching their work. Everything is different in their business: their tools, their arms, their eyes and their hearts. For many years, I have been enjoying not just their technical craft, but their perception of the world and the way they express ordinary sample images.

Classics are often boring to me: it seems that I tend to extraordinary things in the art. Sometimes I think that traditional sculpture only draws attention to the technical implementation not allowing penetrating to the artist’s soul in order to look at the world through his eyes, and, maybe, obtain another comprehension of the reality…