The surname intrigues.
According to the author, an origin ancient, since the fabulous. A place, whence there were its ancestors, межевал to the territories staying under властию Ports. A fortress Hotin where the sir Volodyevsky caracoled, remember? And so, Zastavnoe – absolutely nearby. Inhabitants of a border zone then named Turkish. But the artist already in the Krasnoyarsk – that for us far the God-forsaken hole … was born
Was so: the grandfather (on mother) Ivan Turetsky Vasily – too the artist – has gone to study to Romania, then to Lvov where legendary Mykola Butovich became its instructor. The red power has soon arrested the master, having estimated its talent ten years of camps where the young master has got acquainted with the future wife (whose father took part in a campaign of Sechevyh стрельцов to Kiev). The way to Ukraine was long, and has ended in Ivano-Frankovsk, after Lvov the city of the Galichina recently nice second for value «станиславским with a phenomenon», reflected, however, in literary sphere (Andruhovich!), instead of in graphic which remains till now in a shade.
All three sons Turkish-senior have gone in the footsteps of the father. With children Turkish-younger – the same history. Whether to blame for it genes, or «spirit of a place»? Whether there was Ivano-Frankovsk 1960 that city in which «misters greeting, necessarily removed hats or кашкеты, ladies gracefully offered a hand for a kiss, without removing a glove… It was fashionable to walk about with canes of a different style, and young men that, to pay to itself of attention, in every possible way juggled with them» (from Vladimir Barana’s sketch of “Street of my childhood»)? Anyway, about it it is live remembered; the culture here, as well as in Lvov – Krakow, Prague, Paris … also now impregnates stones of an ancient stone blocks.
And – local theatre where the father of our author many long years worked as the main artist and where has issued such sign plays for the Ukrainian cultural consciousness as «May night», “Roksolana”, “Marusja Boguslavka”, «the Family of Kajdasha», «Taras Potatoes», “Gajdamaki”, «Danilo Galitsky». Ivan Turetsky’s artistic roots, at summer young participating in some of performances (died in a role of one of sons of Gonty in a performance of Tarasa of Shevchenko …) that has imparted to it love to the staginess almost always justified in theatrical activity, but needing a substantiation behind its limits From here last. The substantiation was, and is very fast. The inspiration has flashed immediately … and he adores the world of theatre and to this day, remembering a spicy smell of fake pantries where мальцом pried …
Nutritious source of the early period of creativity of Ivan Turetsky also is the deep river by name of the Ukrainian Baroque. Even now, when the artist has tested the strongest influences from other graphic spheres, say, «analytical painting» Pavel Filonov, through stratifications of draperies recognised in «time Light» and «colour Music» – at memoirs on hetman cartouches, Cossack banners, florid шляхетских the arms and epitaphs, the book initials with any blowing angel with the cheeks inflated very at it good shine eyes light up. – here it it, blood! – you understand at once.
Here the human factor – acquaintance to legendary George Narbuta, Daniel’s son has again played a role. The family of the master who have begun process of revival of the national drawing in Ukraine, became an effective example for the young artist, but this example in practice has been interfaced to considerable vital difficulties, among them – blockade from official (and others were not) exposition institutions. «To whom were necessary then the arms? In Soviet period heraldry – simply fuck-up!», the author summarises sensation of time which, to put it mildly, had not a kind feeling for disgraced persons like the hetman Skoropadsky, whose arms in 1980 Ivan Turetsky have recreated under the description, then have already passed to the arms of cities – and people. – want, to you I will make? – Has offered me at last ours with it of conversation.
«Baroque lessons» have imparted love to the limiting accuracy telling to capacity of attribute: experts will note, for example, use of a rare Roman cross (from catacombs!) in the “Press” context. Not only in a detail – in the invoice: ancient бомаги a XVIII-th century, наклееной (in other work) so that its not today’s rough edges were visible. And, by the way, Ivan with own hand makes out all pictures: is on friendly terms with a gloomy baguette the same as and with a severe canvas and resistant (much, not to it) paints; minor things in work for it, apparently, does not exist at all.
Paraphrasing Anton Palycha, it is possible to tell: round the person all should be fine. Т е. – without dependence from prosaic character of its actions. Whether the individual in thrown up is cut, sends the letter to the favourite nephew, looks through the book or the pipe pays off with a trifle in a cash desk window, and without the artist-mastaka to it. Ivan Turetsky everywhere has succeeded in облагораживании all listed household incidents – and it two steps away from an explosive kitsch.
Do not trust? In vain. The Ukrainian author draws sketches for the Belarus coins (a series of zodiac signs, Svarovski winking by pastes). Does ex-librises (sensitively reacting to book predilections of whimsical customers, up to нардепов). Makes out congratulatory post envelopes (in territory of Osterrajha, but with the Ukrainian text), branded miniatures (under which fairly there is a signature of the master that, alas, is not a rule). Makes playing cards on всяк relish – about cards, perhaps, it is necessary to talk more in detail as this branch of the creative genius is simultaneously and one of the oldest, and one of the most ambiguous in in view of a formal accessory to risky area of hazardous pastime to which, however, poets gave serious sense: «That Voltaire or Descartes … would not tell».
Some series were created by him in different registers and the stylistics calling into question pragmatist their uses. Such cards only to admire, instead of to distort! Here cards in the spirit of Narbuta and Chehonina. «The Irish cards» with лепреконами; бестиальные – with cats and dogs. Cards with persons of recognised tsars-sovereigns like ominous Nikolay І. The cards dated by post-anniversary of Great Viennese fight on 1683, not only answered сторицей on «east call» to Europe, but also presented to it culture coffee кейфования owing to what Yury Frantsevich Kulchitsky appears in a role of an udachnika-joker, from Turkish (sic самборский шляхтич!) trophies equipped in the same Vienna the first coffee house … So simple, apparently, the playing card slightly opens to us a curtain over events of the half-forgotten past. After Durer and Jacque-Lui David, and also a chain of surrealists-inventors, it manages to find the sounding and in this area.
Already on an example of the listed household artefacts the wrong side of a method of Ivan Turetsky is traced. There comes an instant when masterly heaps of attributes, graceful компендиумы a universum (like “Seasons” where those are correlated with times of days) cease to satisfy both the author, and the spectator suspecting that that is capable on ready, much bigger. On the one hand the applied drawing has naturally led to creation of the thing very far from a daily life: the small State Emblem of Ukraine in 1991 (colleagues remember: Turkish has zealously brought from Lvov to Kiev all necessary materials to realise a plan without any delays). With another – has provoked fertile splash in “pure imagination», turned back series of abstract cloths – a series which proceeds and now, branching and усовершенствуясь before our eyes.
I trust: writes Turkish under music – more likely under «the Turkish march», than under «the March Turkish». Ба, and itself it is similar to east patriarch – more likely, буддистского, than an Islamic cut (clever, hardly slanting eyes … a nimbus grey-haired влахов over the thinned, high forehead … slow, mild speech etc), and weakness feeds for Mozart’s melodies, because in its pictures everywhere is poured intense harmony and badly hidden, but very convincing optimism. Wolfgang-Amadeja, of course, adores (and who does not adore?), but also very different, between itself of difficultly comparable Handel and Debussy, and still – freakish art-hausnye groups like «Ruins of new buildings».
(A speaking detail: as Niro Woolf, prefers the neighbourhood of orchids, the inimitable colours deprived of a smell. A strange choice at first sight. We assume here resolute requirement in дистанцировании, finding of the “chill” necessary to restrain heat in blood. «All my works are hot, and after all I love cold scale», the author in the next creative paradox will confess. On the other hand, it is inspired also by the smell of the faded foliage which has laid down in a basis of the series with the same name).
To the place of the brilliant stylist, the person-orchestra transferred from a XVIII-th century in the old days, the master of mighty visual symphonies – equally organic on a wall of a museum and in the conditions of modern office, in gallery «for the elite» and in a private-type dwelling interior has come. Why so? The secret of an organic acceptability of its pictures speaks them многослойностью, упаси My God, not pantophagy … and as it is trivial, remarkable talent of the executor. And still – the nature most нефигуратива – certainly, in not banal arrangement.
(It is necessary an example? There is no time it was possible to me to see one of its pictures. In a reproduction, near to рокайльной a naiad written by the unknown master бидермайера. Chose a picture for the house. On thoughtlessness, on fervour, the author of these lines has preferred last sample. – well you give, – the ironic designer has objected me. – imagine such here a naiad at itself in a drawing room. For the second month its smile all печенки проест! And with good abstraction side by side it is possible to live life).
Change of marks has passed not at once. In the heart of one creative method already more than ten years dozed dream of a method deprived of compulsion of symbolical motivations, full a fine and bewitching ambiguity. Conceived it was committed; results it is available. The sight of the spectator is capable to behold, say, in “Magician” – wreck of forms of a separate universe, or confusion of fabric folds which the author often draws without any ulterior motive, «a yak хороба якась has attacked» … (It was possible to Vrubel to embody in drawing of a hospital blanket the small apocalypse!). The world «on Turkish» simultaneously both is beautiful, and is dramatic. Phases of its existence are unpredictable. A rhythm, we will repeat, tensely-is musical.
The cult of the refined detail was replaced суггестией conditions. The cosy heraldry as if has blown up from within. From time to time we learn splinters of former compositions, the draperies swept downwind or fragments of cartouches, picked up by a certain world whirlwind – though the plan of the author is not necessarily marked by presentiment La cadutta degli Dei (an ital. Twilight of the gods).
Image of the diverse elements captivating still romanticists – which «the storm and an impact», hurricane and a storm, осеняет Ivan Turetsky’s mature creativity by all means were required. However, unlike especially subject compositions, this image does not need external motivations – that does not exclude riches of the extraneous associations accessible to the spectator. Since frankly destructive images, finishing the pacifying; “the silver age” poetry gives for this purpose the richest material. Well, say, the such:« Dark blue, dark blue rose, rose and fell.//Sharp, thin whistled and it was stuck, but did not pierce.//In all corners has rung out//In all corners загремело.//Is dense-brown has hung as if for all times.//As if. As if.//place hands »(from Vasily Kandinsky’s”Steps”) More widely. The importance of these products only is supported with their internal discrepancy which, however, does not interfere powerful art сделанности pictures of this cycle. Actually, it is already pacified chaos – or at least chaos in which зримо« look through senses “:” the Volga region of the world miracles//Undertook, storm and do not sleep “(“Disintegration» Boris Pasternak).
Zapadnichesky рацио has an effect here again. Chaos we conjure the author, but also, so to say, «is under control». Each of compositions represents a small masterpiece of completeness and almost heraldic (from itself not to leave!) Self-sufficiency, if not герметизма. Waves of this storm do not brim over. Splashes of this chaos do not threaten to soil you. But also a storm, and chaos – недюжинны, неподдельны, contrary to their prepotent “fabric” component. Thus in each separately taken case they show the harmonous logic of own condition; another matter that not always is a treasured key to the lock firmly, apparently, a closed door. The spectator can assume only presence certain sacral inspiring, proceeding from a configuration of guessed church apses – in one of works. But in another the similar help already is absent … but there are remote hints of outlines of two figures inclined over the piano (“Rustles”). – To our imagination it is given carte blanche!
And not to remember already all names (to which the author attaches not last significance, but then … forgets) – pictures scatter on the world, as pigeons! – and the artist, with a head shipped in the next plan, not always has time even to photograph the picture which has happily flown away that to Austria that to Australia, and even Switzerland … Work on an embodiment of a following plan dulls an inevitable pain of parting with the picture. Not casually already now on its easel there is a picture from a preparing series «Sails and the seas» where it is traced through themes radiant from-life, clarified the races-stavanija, inspired times-onions. – if there was once «a death under a sail» why now not to take place «lives under a sail»?
The ocean арта opens to the artist the open spaces. The fair wind, as always, is provided.
As to whimsical heraldry of destiny of Ivan Turetsky it is not quite finished. Tomorrow is fraught with a surprise … the Lion rising?!
Intrigues not only a surname – creativity and destiny.
2013