Perhaps Tolstoy himself or Flaubert would willingly agree to decorate the book pages of their works with drawings by the Italian artist (Daria Petrilli), who loves to create bizarrely surreal female images of the Victorian era, where the standard of beauty was fair skin, wasp waist and fanciful outfits that brought men to mind.
Daria invites the viewer on a fascinating journey, consisting of many digital illustrations, where the main characters, in contact with the environment, become an integral part of a surreal landscape that is not devoid of meaning. Proud birds sit in the cages, and angular girls jump on one leg, as if trying to say something by this, but in fact there is nothing in their actions that could hint at philosophical motives or a secret message, but they have charisma and self-control until the very end of the intrigue.
The author draws what he feels exactly as the heart and soul see, and not the eyes. Multicolored birds fly upward, flashing their wings funny, and fair-faced girls, pressing their hands to their breasts, listen to a wondrous melody emanating from the depths of the soul. In her works, you can find a love triangle, consisting of feelings, experiences and torments, where a woman with closed eyes and a mysterious smile on her lips stands between two men, one of whom unconsciously rushes forward, trying to break out of the web of false sensations and desires, and the other hugs fragile shoulders tightly, standing behind.
Anything is possible in the artist's world. There are no prohibitions or limits here. Everyone is free to do what they want. However, like seeing what is not, or, on the contrary, all that is and even more. Among ghostly illusions, you can easily pick up a key to any heart, find a white rabbit, but this time, waving your hand at stereotypes, turn in an unknown direction, without even trying to follow the boring path. Do you want to talk to the penguin that accidentally looked into the spacious hall? Then settle down like that lady who sits a little haughtily on a red and black sofa, carelessly and imperiously spreading her arms to the sides, resembling a bird of prey, ready at any second to break away from its familiar place, plunging sharp claws into an unsuspecting victim.
Or maybe you have a desire to release the horses, giving free rein to fantasies and imagination that gallops across the "chess" field in the shadow of the branches on the wall? Or maybe it makes sense to settle in the outskirts in the light of the moon and launch aerial fish into the sky, as a symbol of freedom and getting rid of problems? Or, having bare body and soul, step into the pool, where not devils rule at all, but a sea monster, greedily pulling its tentacles up. But if you look closely, it becomes clear that a young beauty with a bare back is that monster, eager to break out.
Alexandra Nedzvetskaya draws that they smile pretty, blinking coquettishly.
