The sky is near. /Open the attic and you’ll see/ there next to the wasp nest/ rings the blinding light/of the lost moon.
Has it ever seemed like the moon was so close you could touch it? Russian artists Leonid Tishkov and Boris Bendikov have created a series of artwork titled “Private Moon”, where they give life to a man and his moon. (PICS)
Tishkov says that each image is a poetic tale and has written poetic verses to go with each picture. The idea for this project came from a painting of a moon in a tree by Rene Magritte.
I grope about in the dark/ carrying the heavenly light on my back/ in a swarm of sparkling bees
Working together, Tishkov created the artwork while Bendikov brought the man and his moon to life by photographing the story. They used a big moon-shaped lightbox for this project.
The funeral of the moon – every morning/ Come nightfall you discover the body of the newborn moon/ and help return it to the sky/ leaving a mere trace in the snow/ a thawing light impression
Tishkoy tells the touching story of the moon: ““Private Moon” is a visual poem telling the story of a man who met the Moon and stayed with her for the rest of his life. In the upper world, in fact in the attic of his own house, he saw the Moon falling off from the sky. Once she was hiding from the Sun in a dark and damp tunnel. But the passing trains frightened her. Now she came to this man’s house. Having wrapped the Moon with warm blankets he treated her with autumn apples, gave her a cup of tea, and when she got well he took her in his boat across the dark river to the high bank overgrown with moon pine-trees. He descended into the lower world dressed in the clothes of his deceased father and then returned from there lighting up his path with his personal Moon. Crossing the borderline between the two worlds across a narrow bridge, immersed in a dream and taking care of this heavenly creature, the man became a mythological being living in a real world as in a fairytale.”
The Moscow Moon/ in a starless sky/ has sat down on the edge of a roof
After everyone has gone to bed/ go to the window and there/ the crescent moon has appeared to you
A bundle of light is the moon/ on a sleigh. The sky/ worries, when will he return?/ Where have they taken him?
I cross the dark river/ to the high bank/ where the lunar evergreens grow
Like a lunar unicorn/ Under the covers she/ shines even brighter
This type of artwork gives a magical, mystical feeling and makes me wish I could have my very own personal moon. I would pet it, and hug it, and cuddle with it…..and then probably be thrown into a mental institution. Even still, it would be so worth it to have one of these.
What do you think of this artwork? Can you see the story being told in each image?