SOMETHING LOST BY SIYANA SHISHKOVA
Edition of 3
Taken in 2020 by Siyana Shishkova, printed in 2022
The artwork comes with an original certificate of authenticity
Printed on Museum Etching 350 White Paper
297 x 420 mm
This is my friend Artemiy, he always leaves or forgets his most important things on the street but always manages to find them back. Heʼs a real romantic absurdist, avant-garde skater. We went to an island with some friends where supposedly there were seals but we never saw any. It was the autumn, it was raining and a lot of things were changing for us. I remember I went behind a sand dune to cry and I made a sand angel right after. I liked watching my friends walk ahead of me so I could take pictures of them all winded up in the landscape of tall grass and sand. At some point Artemiy stopped and turned toward me with his wet tracksuit, picked up a flower and stood there posing. I think he gifted me the flower and we walked on.
Edition of 3
Taken in 2020 by Siyana Shishkova, printed in 2022
The artwork comes with an original certificate of authenticity
Printed on Museum Etching 350 White Paper
297 x 420 mm
This is my friend Artemiy, he always leaves or forgets his most important things on the street but always manages to find them back. Heʼs a real romantic absurdist, avant-garde skater. We went to an island with some friends where supposedly there were seals but we never saw any. It was the autumn, it was raining and a lot of things were changing for us. I remember I went behind a sand dune to cry and I made a sand angel right after. I liked watching my friends walk ahead of me so I could take pictures of them all winded up in the landscape of tall grass and sand. At some point Artemiy stopped and turned toward me with his wet tracksuit, picked up a flower and stood there posing. I think he gifted me the flower and we walked on.
Edition of 3
Taken in 2020 by Siyana Shishkova, printed in 2022
The artwork comes with an original certificate of authenticity
Printed on Museum Etching 350 White Paper
297 x 420 mm
This is my friend Artemiy, he always leaves or forgets his most important things on the street but always manages to find them back. Heʼs a real romantic absurdist, avant-garde skater. We went to an island with some friends where supposedly there were seals but we never saw any. It was the autumn, it was raining and a lot of things were changing for us. I remember I went behind a sand dune to cry and I made a sand angel right after. I liked watching my friends walk ahead of me so I could take pictures of them all winded up in the landscape of tall grass and sand. At some point Artemiy stopped and turned toward me with his wet tracksuit, picked up a flower and stood there posing. I think he gifted me the flower and we walked on.
