Gennadi Barbush

Sunset Park

http://gennadibarbush.com

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Artist Statement

Where is this road leading to? A distant village? A lake? A metropolis? And why are these trees so high that I don't see the tops? I hear the sound of the wind, but down here it's quiet. The soil on the fields beside the road is as black as the Southern night. I am standing here with my box of paint and brushes, and I'm waiting. People are passing by, but they don't see me. Men have dark mustaches and gold teeth, women are drunk and laughing. Centuries ago, Roman soldiers went this way, and never came back.

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