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Death and the Blacksmith, 2024

Svetlana Rezvaya

Original Painting100 x 81 x 2 cm
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Oil on canvas
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About Svetlana Rezvaya

I was born a researcher who investigates human emotions in a metaphysical and abstract way. I am Svetlana Rezvaya, an artist based in Oslo, Norway. Through my art I express that which does not concern the ecology of the earth, but rather with the ecology of a person. My emotionally expressive compositions are created with the acrylic technique in an abstract expressionist style.

I create themes for my creativity via concepts. In the concept "Kaleidoscope of emotions" I present abstract paintings. The concept presentation shows as in an optical instrument, the kaleidoscope, one can observe a series of rapidly changing color patterns on canvases. The colors and compositions change, it depends on my emotions in the painting process.

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About this Artwork

I painted this painting under the impression of an allegory story. Death with a Scythe came to the blacksmith and asked him to sharpen the scythe. He says: “I can’t believe I’m holding a weapon in my hands that has mowed down so many people.” Death replies: “I didn’t kill anyone, not a single person! It’s you who kill each other and blame me.” "I used to be a beautiful girl. I met the souls of people and escorted them to their resting place. And today I put on black clothes so that the blood on me would not be visible. I put on a hood so that the tears that I cried would not be visible, because I cannot stop this horror of your hatred: these wars and blood. And today I am an old woman. It was you who made me like this," said Death, took the scythe, turns and leaves. And then the blacksmith quietly asks her: “Why do you need a scythe?” And she says: “The road to Paradise has long been overgrown with grass.”
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