Anton Bulyonov

07. 01. 2015 – 28. 02. 2015

Grotesquely twisted trees, askew silhouettes of animals lurking in shadows, birds frozen in the air, a man walking close by, silent – there is always life on the periphery of the eye, just take a closer look. One has only to turn and these looms vanish, but, a few moments later, appear in a new place and in a new form. Imagination plays a strange game, showing different chimeras each time. Scary and beautiful, they attract attention but avoid the eye. The bizarre beauty of these mirages is elusive and the only way to fix them is to press the camera button.