In painting I value color the most. I believe, Malevich's thesis, which
claims that color on the level of emotional influence is equal to sound
in music, is absolutely correct. A good painting is similar to melody
in a large musical work, which strikes you to the creeps on the skin,
but you'd never be able to hum it that easy in a huss, just "in vain".

A true work of art carries an informational and emotional charge.
And the more clearly the artist expresses his idea, the more
the spectators will relate to the image. Russian artists of the
beginning of the 20th century - Goncharova, Larionov, Lentulov,
Filonov and others - after reevaluating the achievements of cubism
and abstractionism, nevertheless learned to search for the source
of inspiration inside themselves, in their childhood, in the creative
heritage of their country.

A small wooden wicket leads to the front garden of our past. Only
when you go down on all fours to climb through this wicket and
then draw yourself up full height in this garden of memories, you
will be surprised realizing how many unnecessary things accompany
us in our lives, while the true values - sincere friendship, giddiest
happiness, the clearest sky and white clouds - still live in our past.