There is something in the works of Halyna Hryhorieva that has excited people, including artists, for many centuries: she finds the miraculous in the ordinary. Her works organically unite realia with the elements of a master’s imagination. They do not deform reality: they do not resort to jarring contrasts of color and tone, semantic paradoxes, the grotesque, salon romance, or “prettiness” to attract audiences, and yet they do exhibit beauty, as well as emotive power. The entire surface of the canvas lives in harmony.
Iryna Klymova,
art critic
Each of Hryhorieva’s brushstrokes signals the interlocutor and awakens him from a despondent or haughty “dream” about himself. Both you and I have been issued an invitation: “Come into the vastness between those who live, the joy of my life and yours.”
The groundwork of this canvas is friendliness and the clear understanding that the true, non-fictional infinity of life is opened by a meeting of faces, a meeting of views, a meeting of worlds.
Constantin Sigov,
philosopher
