Exhibition of July 2015

"Happiness on the beach"

"... White foam
Is looks like mountain snow
Do we swim in the sky?.."

Valerie Vashest

"... So, finally, I'm here again. My piece of paradise, my favorite beach. Every summer I come here, and how well here, how joyfully come back here again. I sit on the beach and do not yet fully believe that in front of me so many beautiful summer days so there is no need to hurry, but you can just sit quietly and admire the sea and listen to the cry of gulls. The sun slowly rolls to a sunset. It becomes cooler, but the stones still keep warmness of the heat day, they are so nice to step on by feet. Children's laughter and screaming traders die down, the beach gradually emptied, people one after another gather their things and went out. However, there are others who are a minority - lovers of evening swimming. At this time of day the water looks very warm, because the air has cooled. If you go into the water, you can not even feel the chill, and just go into a state of weightlessness, lie on your back and the water will keep you and gently shake. And another is the depth! Below me now - a whole underwater world: slowly inhale and exhale jellyfish like flying saucers, flashing a bevy of gay fish. They've got a different reality and maybe I look for them as unseen mysterious sea beast, unknown how drifted in their possession... " (an excerpt from my school composition).

My series of 30 works "Happiness on the beach..." - almost a literary story of the cosmic, eternal, and against this background - of our earth, fleeting one.

Irina Abramova