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		Contemporary art, 
		especially in its post-modernist manifestation, can not be defined by a 
		particular style. Contemporary art is an individual process instead. 
		Existing within the current epoque, we can only vaguely realize what is 
		occurring with us, our time and our emotions. The creative process does 
		not need reflection any more. And this is remarkable. It appears that 
		what the artist is saying is not relevant as long as the History 
		mechanism keeps functioning. For some reason Man does not have to 
		perceive himself as a part of the Universe any longer. It is just enough 
		to remain a participant in the life process.
 We seem to have lost the affection that just recently united artist and 
		viewer. We live together but secretly hate each other like in a 
		dysfunctional family. I believe the reason for this is not in the 
		genetic decline of the talented individual but rather the unwillingness 
		of masses to deal with the talent. Actually, it has always been the 
		case.
 Insignificance is such a convenient form of human existence.
 
 These works belong rather to the sublime than factual. The image 
		softness is a plastic metaphor of instability and difficulty of living. 
		The author senses malady in the end of the century air: the old values 
		are painfully analyzed; the new ones seem questionable and repulsive. 
		The past appears to be a waste and a fantasy - the future lies too far 
		ahead. The process of living becomes shaky, and vague, and filled with a 
		feeling of loss.
 
 The call of night is felt in these works. Sunlight - the realm of 
		intelligence - was neglected by the German Romanticists of the 19-th 
		century. They preferred the night time - the time filled with a 
		different light, sensibility, poetry, and trepidation and nature 
		spirituality.
 
 Eduard Stranadko is a mystique and sacred figure in the context of the 
		Ukrainian cultural landscape. His works, at least for me, is like a pass 
		to a world of other dimensions, to a world where one can turn into a 
		somnambulant. It is a world full of context, of delicate mysterious 
		details.
 
 The transformation idea lies in the basis of his creative work: one 
		concept is readily turned into another, and with the help from a third 
		one. This is a purely alchemic idea! The photographic image turns 
		artistic by magic, not by hand manipulation. This is how a piece of 
		photographic paper absorbs the artist's energy.
 
 The artist seems to usher in a new Platinum century. He is one of those 
		who are tired of being a "person of intellect". His work lies beyond 
		historical and aesthetical processes enveloping the life material where 
		reality does not have to be a stopped moment but possess a certain 
		duration in order to preserve the motif of existential presence and 
		disappearance.
 
 Few are the artists capable of seeing through the fabric of being. 
		Numbered are those who are able of letting us, the viewers to do the 
		same. In reality the artistic talent is not something that can be 
		manipulated, utilized or controlled one way or the other. But 
		nevertheless under some special circumstances it can. This contradiction 
		is generally in the basis of magic. And particularly - in the magic of 
		imaging.
 
 Generations of artists worked hard to eliminate boundaries in Art. They 
		did so well that there are no boundaries now. In this infinite and easy 
		world the artist starts to feel lost and unsure of anything except his 
		own right to be a creator. Nowadays one has to search for one' own 
		boundaries, for something doubtless and permanent...
 
 
		Natalie SCARLATTI 
 
			
			
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