"Nash Izograph" (a monthly Moscow magazine),
Number
4, April, 1999
VERA SOBKO
"Paintings which Force One to Think"
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Phenomenon of Man, 1999, oil/canvas, , 70х52 cm. |
When you see paintings by Valery Valius for the first time, it is difficult to
understand immediately whether you like them or not. There is absolutely nothing
usual, which you would like to see and which could produce the "joy of
recognition". The paintings arouse a strange worry, you find yourself constantly
returning to them in your thoughts, and you desire to take another look at them.
The very widest spectrum of opinion - from complete lack of acceptance, to
ecstatic, complete recognition of his style, occurs at the artist's exhibits.
His manner of painting is determined not by a desire to shock the public, but by
the fact that Valery Valius is brightly expressed individuality, in life as in
art. The works of Valius have their own look, not at all because he has found
some particular kind of artistic ploy, but because his thought is expressed in a
most clear, one may say naked, way, on the canvas. If one were to conditionally
subdivide painting into the contemplative and the semantic, then Valius, without
question, belongs to those who express the concrete idea, which in its graphic
embodiment becomes easier to understand. The artist is appealing to, first and
foremost, human reason. But in order for the thought to reach consciousness,
according to the laws of psychology, it must be emotionally colored. It is
precisely that which determines the artistic style of Valery Valius. A saturated,
sonorous palette, local color, a wide, thick brushstroke - the artist often
works with a putty knife - all of this rivets one's attention. And after this
follows getting the feel for the subject, reading it gradually. Far from
everything can be "read" on the first reading, many things demand additional
thought. But it is precisely this that is the essence of the artist's magnetism.
As often happens in our time, Valius came to art from a totally different sphere.
He graduated from the Physics Department of Moscow State University, worked in
geophysics, and successfully defended his dissertation. However, present in his
life were the prerequisites for him to perceive reality not only from the point
of view of the exact sciences. Valius's mother, the well-known writer Anna
Valtseva, in many of her works treats the theme of creativity. In part, the
novel Happy Man is dedicated to the outstanding artist Pyotr Adamovich Valius -
Valery's father. For sure many Muscovites remember that at the beginning of the
'70's crowds came to the workshop of Pyotr Valius on Ostrovsky Lane to see his
paintings, since officially they were not exhibited anywhere. When, after his
death, Pyotr Valius' workshop was requisitioned, and there was the dangerous
possibility that the paintings could be destroyed, Valery managed to have his
father's paintings taken out to Germany. Emigration turned out to be a landmark
period in his life. It was then that he began to paint. With the coming to power
of Gorbachev Valery returned to his homeland and brought the canvases of his
father with him.
In the
works of Valery Valius, all of the most painful problems of human society,
Soviet-non-Soviet-post-Soviet - have accumulated. All of the vital themes:
freedom and unfreedom, the ability to be speak and be heard, the value of human
life and its meaning, wars and ecological catastrophes. In a word, everything
that has anything to do with each of us and about which we do not think deeply
very often. Even the titles of the artist's paintings speak of the social, or
rather more exactly, general human orientation of his work: "How the Steel was
Tempered", "The Righteous Man", "The Argument", "The Confessions Divide Up God",
"Woman and the Church", etc. But life also has another side - the intimate, the
lyric, where interrelations between two people arise. A sharpness of perception
and of fantasy permit the artist to develop this theme, too, in a rather
unexpected way, as if inviting us to experience and evaluate our own acts.