Beyond photography
As we continue, Zoya’s memories turn to reveal the beauty of childhood creativity, a time unburdened by the weight of expectations. “In school I would organise some plays, where [I was] kind of like a presenter. In our neighbourhoods with a bunch of kids, [we] would put on a concert of for the old ladies. It would have songs, but not singing, just us lip singing the words and dancing.” Scenes of an ebullient younger Zoya orchestrating mini-productions flow, where children gleefully immersed themselves in the world of pretend. Yet, even in those playful moments, there was a recognition of Zoya’s unbridled talent. She reflects, “my literature teacher really wanted me to choose the path of dramaturgiya (Russian for dramatics). I think I could have done it.”
Art isn’t just about mirroring one’s inherent nature, but also exploring of the aspects one aspires to embrace. The aesthetics within the works of fellow artists consistently unveil novel perspectives, especially when your own art takes a completely different approach. Acknowledging the influence of these inspiring creators highlights the infinite potential of art to provoke, steer, and ultimately bring about change.
“I think it would be, some sort of an abstract artist. “I really like Joan Miró, the abstraction and surrealness of his work .” Joan Miró, an artist renowned for his dreamlike, biomorphic paintings and sculptures, captured a realm of creativity where emotions meld with imagination.
For Zoya, Miró represents an escape from the confines of her own rigid level of perfection. She elaborates, “I think the areas where you allow, all spectrum of emotions to kind of involve with the process…I always find problematic…I really like nurturing for perfect proportions, or what is in my opinion, the ‘slick look.’”
In her admiration for artists like Miró, reveals a yearning for the antithesis of her nature. “So, I like the artists that do the opposite to what I do.” Zoya admits to admiring artists who seem unrestrained in their work, artists who “do some bonkers stuff aesthetic-wise…like completely go wild. They do it so freely, it looks like they are totally free. And I still feel like I’m not. I’m still trapped in this perfecting of [an] aesthetic state.”
The perception of vulnerability, for her, is daring to step away from these meticulously crafted exteriors. “Vulnerability is associated with, not careless, but it’s something that begins with the exterior, because we tend to tune our exterior into certain ideas which we want to translate, right? I think the wider world doesn’t allow you to be vulnerable. There is no space for vulnerability. It’s like natural selection.”
Confronting her own boundaries, “I’d like to be able to create something that is maybe not necessarily aesthetically pleasant, something that’s the opposite.” Yet, she recognises her self-imposed restrictions, “I do like other people’s style when they’re being messy, or like in fashion with asymmetry, clashing things, and combining different styles. But for some reason I cannot allow it for myself.”
We venture deeper into the uncharted territories of her artistic imagination. A glimpse, a desire, to transcend the precise and controlled world of photography is seen, and move into a medium where every splash of colour is a new raw emotion.
Without hesitation, Zoya’s eyes light up with the allure of this timeless art form. The medium, often synonymous with unbridled expression, beckoning her with its promise of unstructured creativity. “I would like for instance to paint something that looks chaotic and expressive.” she declared with a palpable enthusiasm.
Zoya’s vision for her painting was both vivid andaudacious. “Probably painting with hands in abstract, in a massive size. Canvas or Mural? Say if the canvas was this size,” pointing at a large A0 sized, abstract portrait of herself created by a friend, “I would just put it on the floor and just use all my body parts, and all of the paints!”
The image conjured is the opposite of everything she has presented to us, completely free, unshackled. I think she may be needing a bigger space soon.