White Nights

This white charcoal on black paper is my interpretation of Dostoevsky's short story.

As he strolled the beautiful streets of St. Petersburg at night he would imagine the building speaking to him; the people who weren’t there happy and reflected in the shade of his mind.

With extraordinary ease and sense of humor, he reveals the kind of loneliness only the moon can expose; and in this drawing I wanted the viewer to feel like he walks the same beautiful yet empty streets but in a different scene, in which he can enjoy a soothing, inviting space and still feel unease. The lack of tangibility (the empty cup, the erased book, the clock that stands still) is the experience of loneliness.

Size 30X 42 cm

Frame A costume-built frame (glass& wood)