Institute: Moscow University of Humanities and Technology — Moscow Institute of Architecture and Construction (MGTU-MASI)
It was not merely a canvas. It was a silent ocean of white, perfect and untouched. The silence before the world's first note. The artist saw in this whiteness everything: rhythms, the memory of forms that might once have been.
But one day, He arrived—not a destroyer, but an architect of the invisible. Taking a finest blade, he began to make incisions upon the whiteness. Precise, measured, like blueprints. Each stroke, each slit—a window, a door, a gate into another plane of existence.
Taut strings of silence. And then, a miracle occurred: through these slits, these narrow openings in the fabric, music began to seep in.
The music took on form, became visible, tangible in the imagination. And the canvas itself, permeated with sound, transformed into an instrument, a resonator for the invisible. What could not be seen by the eye—vibration, frequency, emotion—could now be read, as one reads a blueprint.
