Description: According to legend, an old monk was sailing in a boat and found an icon in the water. This was near the sacred Mount Athos in Greece. Saints dedicated to asceticism and prayer for the world still live on its slopes. Their exact number is unknown. Saints of various nationalities and faiths perform asceticism, renounce worldly life, and devote themselves to prayer for all people, and therefore the world continues to exist. It is believed that when the last righteous person disappears, the world will be destroyed. The Mother of God holds the Child Jesus in her left hand, pointing to him with her right hand as the Way and Light of the world. In his hand, the Child holds a scroll of the Gospel
Description: Archon, embodiment of power, the resplendent god of tyranny, despotism, terror, and dictatorship. The Sun-faced, Magnificent Fallen Angel, endears himself to the people with his invincibility, delighting fallen humanity with his bloodthirstiness, cruelty, and omniscience. He inspires the pursuit of success, expansion, the accumulation of gold and material wealth, and the doctrine of racial superiority and class inequality. He embellished venality and coldness in women, and a love of war and the cult of death in men. His beauty consists of blasphemy and unbelief, and his radiance is the incandescent pride of the Morning Star. He grants power over the world in exchange for the sacrifice of abundant innocent suffering.
Description: The loneliness of the moon, which gazes at its reflection forever, mysterious and misunderstood. The depths of the sea and the heights of the sky are too complex and inaccessible to fussy creatures. The movement of the planets and cosmic music, the rising of the moon and sun—these are majestic concepts and spectacles, free and rarely observed, although they are the most beautiful. Perhaps because many love to sleep, and they dream of work, quarrels and copulations with their own kind, earnings, beautiful clothes and bodies, a new car and rivalry—all this vanity, akin to the movement of worms in a garbage dump.
Description: It is known that the artist Amadeo Modigliani met the Russian poetess Anna Akhmatova in Paris at the age of 25. Akhmatova was twenty at the time. The portraits do not reflect age, but rather are symbolic, as both figures later became great pillars of the Silver Age. Modigliani lived a short life and received worldwide recognition immediately after his death, while Akhmatova lived quite a long time and was already considered a literary cult figure during her lifetime. Their eternal glory is symbolized by the faces of Egyptian statues in the background, as well as their fascination with ancient Egyptian culture. These characters are tragic, dark, and decadent, and therefore continue to inspire mystics and lovers of dark aesthetics.
Description: One could live a lifetime without ever seeing something like this: a monk, reminiscent of the Hermit from the Tarot, steps out into a field after sunset and beholds a scene: a girl, apparently a witch, one of those who have since childhood spoken with stones, lakes, wind, and the moon, accepts a blessing from a mysterious rider whose horse kneels before her. Apparently, there exists a force more powerful than the Church, unconquered and ever-present. Three or more worlds meet in the twilight, breaking the laws of logic and human reason. All worlds are one, and each exists and has the right to claim the truth.
Description: When the darkness of night falls on the forest and fields, they breathe fog and whisper mysteriously - we are not who we are. In the darkness of night, no one knows us. They beckon - enter and gather moisture with your skin. Perhaps the scents of earth and grass will awaken a longing for your immortal spirit, which has become so dull in the prison of daytime life, and among humans you are a dirty body that everyone who is stronger strives to take advantage of, to tell you someone else's story and convince you that they know your place and where you are better off than you. But, as soon as the darkness calms the bustle of boring human life - go out into the fields and forests.
Description: The moment of revelation for every prophet, poet, and writer of all times and peoples is a deafening and blinding command from above: "Write." The symbolism of Homer's blindness—physical disability opens the way to super-vision and elevation above ordinary things—is often distracted by the cloister of vision, which only allows people to see the surface and form limited judgments about the universe and the meaning of existence. To possess a divine gift, one must sacrifice the values of the common man. In the night and solitude, a muse, goddess or angelic messenger of God inflicts pain on the chosen one and what happens seems cruel, but it is precisely the pain of parting with the usual entertainment, idle talk, understandable chatter...
Description: I poured my soul into this oil painting, capturing the fleeting magic of twilight. The vibrant swirl of colors evokes hope and wonder, inviting you to pause and feel the serene energy of a day’s end. This piece will bring warmth and a sense of peaceful transformation to your space, sparking imagination and calm with every glance.
Description: This piece is a celebration of mystery and allure beneath the waves. I poured my passion into every brushstroke of oil to bring her shimmering tail to life, evoking both serenity and strength. This painting radiates enchanting energy, inviting calm and wonder into any space, like a secret whispered from the depths of the ocean. It’s a timeless dance of light and shadow, awakening dreams of magic and beauty.
Description: The sun ignited the clouds, turning the sunset into one of nature's most beautiful spectacles. The black silhouettes of the trees and the red sky create an ominous atmosphere of a witch's festival. No birds or dwellings are visible. This painting is a window for the viewer. Through this window, the soul, like a night bird, will fly into the sunset, soar above the wild forest, inhale the mist of the lowlands, perch on the top of an ancient tree, and freeze in rapture, contemplating its beloved eternal twilight.
Description: A ghostly gentleman goes for a stroll on Halloween Eve. Bare tree branches snake through the misty autumn evening. The damp, chill air hints at the proximity of a river. Lord Mist strides along the Witch's Path, clad in a marten coat. The misanthropic Ghost from the dark eighteenth century still haunts the outskirts of Saale. He appears to be a corpse, within whom the infernal flames of Samhain blaze. When the time comes, he surveys his domain.
Description: mysterious nature is rich in strange creatures, which sometimes have an appearance that makes you believe in the transcendental worlds with which these creatures are connected. As if an ordinary owl is not a bird at all, but a guardian of the forest, a spirit similar to an animal, but not one. The eyes of the forest look from the abyss straight into the soul, which hears a silent but persistent call to seek what no one seeks and no one knows. Where is the door from which they come into our world and leave as unexpectedly. as they appeared? Is it possible for a person to open it and what will be there, in the darkness of the night of another world?
Description: Thoughts, like headlights, directed into the darkness of the night nature. Their rays were caught by the mermaid in her magic mirror and reflected back. A signal-response, like a huge bright star, suddenly cut through the darkness. Unknown forces heard and responded. Perhaps this is a special summer night and a special young Moon, when the waters of the river show the occult world that always exists next to us.
Description: This, at first glance, simple picture, which seems to compare two different worlds, leads to deep reflections on human life: 1. about freedom and slavery, spiritual death, the triumph of the material and spirituality, piety, questions are raised about childbirth, the position of women in the world, about interethnic, religious and racial differences. The figure in the middle seems to be still empty and in thought which side to join - because both of them are doubtful, and in both cases you will have to sacrifice something important to be accepted. The figure is also one of two classic archetypes for a woman - a saint, a martyr, the Mother of God, or a harlot, barren, priestess of the golden calf.
Description: The picture depicts the Russian writer Yuri Mamleev and the spirit with which his books are permeated. At one time, he founded a certain circle of thinkers and creative personalities, which discussed posthumry. He was known for his love for cemeteries, a special smell of cemetery land, and the grave of the Russian poet Yesenin was one of his favorite places of meditation. Mamleev himself fans considered it beyond, and he said that he was writing in special states and, re-reading, was often amazed at what came out of the pen.
Description: In a dark ritual room, the magician summoned a demon from the triangle of manifestation and the demon began to talk about the past and the future, about the creation of the world and about the place of man in it, appearing in a phantasmagoric company of visions. The figure of the magician, symbolizing hidden secret brotherhoods that prefer neutral contemplation of the course of history, stands in a protective circle and closes himself with a magic disk, like a shield, from the harmful breath of the demon - a talking head. The demon speaks of war and the need for a bloody revolution, as a necessity, introducing himself as a wise philosopher, theologian, political scientist.
Description: The night river reflects the moon among the clouds and the light of a lantern on the other bank. The black waters are transformed, reflecting the light, and shimmer whimsically. The branches of a dry tree, the coastal thickets and the blackness of a distant park create an atmosphere of mystery and meloncholy. Two sources of light - man-made and man-made, earthly and heavenly, simultaneously exist, either in rivalry or in alliance.
Description: Through the soot of the prison -world where the vanity of passions is like a fire in every house and in every temple the pure moonlight shines from the heavens, bringing freshness and hope for salvation. The winged ones do not sleep and carry within themselves their temple of the soul. The sign of the wolf is contempt for the herd instinct. The burning black halo - formed ideas about eternity and the divine burn out again and again in confirmation of their imperfection before the greatness of the genuine, which behind the curtains of smoke is eternally perfect. The plot resembles the Annunciation, a smiling figure hovers in front of a suffering figure that has not yet flown.
Description: Half-angel, half-demon is located at the entrance to a kind of temple, on the floor of which a river flows. With the tail of the demon, the central figure creates a whirlpool from which a vision of the picture appears and into which everything goes and disappears. The Sphinx symbolizes the eternal mystery and the union of the infernal and the heavenly. The temple with a confessional is the desire of the soul for God, the whirlpool in the floor of the temple is the entrance to the Abyss.
Description: The hut on chicken legs briskly walks through the night forest along a path, smoke comes out of the chimney and the window glows in the darkness. The night light of the sky breaks through the crowns of the fir trees. The lines and spots of the hut, smoke and branches mysteriously form the profile of a witch or a young man with long hair, in love with the darkness. On the left and right of the picture are depicted a dark tree and a light one, like the white and black columns on the sides of the throne of the High Priestess of the Tarot, which here acts as the house of the witch and, at the same time, as a mysterious witch's profile, through which the night forest shines through as a symbol of the soul.
Description: The place where all things, ideas and times are born. Dark skies and firmament, united by a universal pyramid, rushing into the mystical infinity of the Milky Way. On the earth lies a dimensionless snake, silently biting its tail. The planet rises, walking on the Moon, symbolizing the constant change of the same. Lightning is a brief moment in contrast to the imperceptible movement of giant spheres. Detachment from worldly vanity, requiring constant concentration on small things that seem so important and which, like weeds, have closed the spiritual horizons.
