AND THE ENDURING RESISTANCE OF VISION
Antonio Luis Ramos Membrive
These fragments I shored against my ruins
I be Columbus of my ships
And sail the garden round the tears that fell into my hand
Presence, by Serhiy Savchenko, 2012.
From the outset, I feel obliged to confront the reader with three warnings: I am not a professional art critic; I have somehow become a collector of quite a large number of Serhiy Savchenko’s works; and I remain, above all, a devoted friend of his. These warnings should not be interpreted as some sort of deterrence against further reading, but simply as an uninhibited confession: when it comes to Savchenko’s works, my judgment is utterly partial. What I propose to the reader, therefore, is to embark on a little journey with me in order to shed light on and, expose in all confidence my reasons for such partiality.
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