The threat of ballistic missiles and UAVs. Winter. Cold. No electricity. Air-raid alerts again change plans and the rhythm of the day. And our wonderful artist Tetiana and I are sitting in a bomb shelter and drawing. Right here and now. On our knees, under artificial light, between alerts and phone notifications. We draw because it is what holds us. What does not let us stop. What reminds us: we are alive.
In moments like these, you feel especially sharply the value of simple things – the silence between sirens, the ability to be together, to do something creative even in the least adapted conditions. Art becomes not an escape from reality, but a way to live through it.
Despite everything, life goes on.
It finds a place even in bomb shelters – in paints, lines, conversations, and the warmth of human presence. We sincerely thank our Defenders, women and men, for their service, for the possibility to live, create, and keep going.
