IN SEARCH OF THE EIGHTH BUILDING  

2021 - 2025


The eighth is the number of the building where the day department of the regional psychoneurological hospital is located. In september 2020 I made an appointment with the head of the department to confirm the diagnosis, walked around the territory for a long time looking for the right building and a name for the project came to mind


Idea and method:

recall emotionally charged and haunting situations from childhood and adolescence

recreate images, objects and spaces in reality in as much detail as possible, be alone with them in a safe space, feel the emotions and states that arise, and critically comprehend this experience

the visual language reflects the vividness, absurdity and obsession of memories and introjects, the dry and unpoetic text describes the author's detached position and balances the visual overload of images

  I was born covered in black hair  

I was born with a tumor on my breast. They cut it out in the maternity hospital  

I was often sick, didn’t sleep at night, didn’t take the breast, bit, there was a lot of milk, my mother expressed it, aunt drank it, etc

In winter we lived in a trailer, and I was taken to the nursery on a sled

On the way I screamed and my father forbade my mother to pick me up  

One day my mom came into the room and saw me eating my poop while standing in my crib  

One day, my mother gave birth to another child  

At 6 years old I fell in love with horses and was taken to a psychiatrist

I was standing alone in the toilet in the dorm in blue rubber boots. There was a wall-sized mirror hanging above the row of sinks. It was spring, and at that moment I felt something cool

I was sitting on the potty in the middle of the kitchen and suddenly someone came in

My first kiss - I'm 7 years old, it's winter and dark outside, the three of us are sitting in a snow cave under the windows of the dorm

A dream that has haunted me all my life - something black, threatening, uneven, crunchy, strange, unrecognizable, without shape, size or name, telling me nothing and not trying to describe itself. I just feel it, I don’t understand what it is and I’m scared. I called it a ‘black rag’

I ran away home from summer school camp in the middle of the day, and they all came after me. I was hiding behind the curtain, and they were standing under the windows of the dorm  

In the dorm where we lived there was a long dark corridor. At the end of the corridor there was a door to the next building that was always closed

In the room opposite, there lived a schizophrenic Rita. She often went to a mental hospital, then came back. One day she caught me in an empty corridor. I pressed myself against the wall, and she stood very close to me and screamed. She had a short haircut, I don’t remember her face

I went to the gypsies to look at horses after school, came home late and my mother unexpectedly beat me with a belt

In the evenings at my grandmother's I stood in the corner of the room, and everyone watched TV

In the second grade my eyesight quickly and severely deteriorated, I stopped being friends with boys and started getting A's in behavior  

I wanted to buy a book about horses and stole my father's travel allowance of 25 rubles. My friend Natasha said that she would tell my parents everything

I was visiting my grandmother, climbed into my aunt's closet and dropped a large, hard-to-find cosmetic set. My grandmother told my aunt that she was the one who broke the set

My father would come and take his officer's belt out of the wall and beat me. It was `for my own good`

To depict the father's gaze, I printed out the eyes of Dr. Lecter from the film `The Silence of the Lambs`. I had to turn them upside down because they weren't fierce enough and lifeless

Before the school trip to the Chelyabinsk circus, I spent the night at my grandmother's and couldn't sleep all night from joy. It was a cloudy winter morning and the buses at the depot smelled of diesel. At the circus, I ate a tube with protein cream for the first time  

One day I saw a dead woman hit by a car on the road near the dorm

I saved up 10 rubles and bought my mom mascara and a cosmetic bag at a second-hand store

I treated a nervous tic on my neck with Kashpirovsky. I didn’t tell anyone about the tic and waited for the doctor’s sessions on weekends at my grandmother’s  

My grandmother's neighbors had a doberman named Chara. I stuck a dry orange peel up my nose when I was visiting them and couldn't get it out  

`However, if you don’t always feel violence, then the feeling of bewilderment and absurdity is constant` ©  

Every night when I went to bed I asked to leave the door ajar.  lol

In winter, a skating rink was flooded in the hockey rink near the pond and I would go there to skate. The wooden locker rooms smelled of toilets, and in the evenings, lanterns were lit around the rink  

My grandfather and I went to the delicatessen on the square and he bought me ice cream. It was served in iron bowls and I ate it standing at a round table by the window

In the summer evenings in the village, grandfather often wore an earflaps hat and felt boots

I was visiting my grandmother and my aunt was getting ready to go somewhere. She was standing in the hallway, she had no panties on and was wearing nylon tights and I saw cotton wool between her legs  

I went to visit my grandparents and spent the evenings reading detective stories in beautiful covers, `The Story of O` and `Emmanuelle`

One day my aunt told my grandmother that she was going to throw herself under a train. My grandmother went to the station, ran along the tracks and looked for the body of my aunt, who was sitting at an exam at the time  

I couldn't love my aunt, but I loved to sniff her dried nail polish and rotten lipstick  

`eat what you're given, don't pick and choose, don't chomp, don't slouch, until you've eaten - you won't leave the table, I'll kick you out of the table right now…`  

I still don’t understand - how my father’s life would have changed if I had eaten onions?

One day my father locked me in the house and wouldn't let me go to school because I refused to eat cookies with butter for breakfast. Spreading butter was not allowed

I was walking along the road with my friend Natasha, and she suddenly grabbed my hand and made a "nettle." I was sitting on a bench with my friend Katya, and she suddenly grabbed my nose and said "Let me squeeze out your blackheads" I was standing next to my friend Rita, and she suddenly breathed in my face and asked "Do you feel like I've been smoking?" I walked up to my group standing in front of the auditorium, and everyone laughed. I was standing on the street with my friend Sveta, and she said "Your foundation is not on properly, it's so visible" I was sitting in the kitchen with my friend Masha, and she asked "What are you wearing?"

For many years I dreamed of stairwells and landings scattered along the walls of the entrance and unconnected with each other

I took off my glasses before going to bed and in the darkness I stopped understanding the distances around me. It was as if I was in nowhere, afraid to open my eyes and see the face in front of me

My family and I were visiting Siberia, the adults were drinking vodka and the kids were sent to bed. There were earwigs under the blanket and I didn't know what to do  

My first period started at school during lessons. I came home in a dirty skirt and my mother was offended with me  

I really wanted to be like Lilya from the village, where I lived every summer with my grandparents. She rode a motorcycle with Andrey Khlyzov, with whom all the girls were in love. I wore the same pants as hers, Jacksons, a white jacket, did my hair up, tied my ponytail with a white bow and painted smoky eyes. I hated her

Every week the Jacksons would tear at the sides and had to be sewn up

In 6th grade I wore a knitted openwork jumper to school. Without a bra, because I didn’t have any. One day, my classmate Lenka Elina told me that my jumper was see-through

Shoes like Larisa's

I went with my class to spend the night at Lake Zyuratkul, but returned home because it was raining. The house was tidy, quiet and fresh, the balcony was open, the lights were on everywhere. Everyone went to the station to meet the Siberians and when they came back, they seemed pleasantly surprised to see me  

Aunt Larisa from Sverdlovsk came to visit us and our whole family went for a walk to the pond. No one noticed that my eyebrows were shaved    

I woke up while visiting the Titovs on the master's bed, where all the little children were laid to sleep in a heap, and I lay there for a long time in horror because I had stained the bed with blood and didn't know what to do    

I was sitting on the sofa in a blue house dress and suddenly saw my hairy legs through the eyes of Dimka Belyatsky, who had come to visit us

Mom washed me until the eight grade

At 13, I went to St. Petersburg with my class for the holidays. The shower in the dorm where we were housed was like a huge concrete enclosure without cabins with shower heads under the ceiling. I didn’t wash for a week and a half and had to put my panties on inside out. On the way back on the train, I couldn’t move my arms — my armpits were stuck together and it was very painful  

At 13, I went to St. Petersburg with my class for the holidays. On December 31, we bought a bottle of green liqueur at a kiosk in the hall of the dorm where we were housed. I threw up all night on the floor of the toilet and screamed that I loved Dimka Kuznetsov. The next morning, everyone thought I was joking

One day, my class teacher Marina Vyacheslavovna confidentially told me that my classmates' parents call me a witch

My classmates, my homeroom teacher Marina Vyacheslavovna and I were celebrating the New Year following the St. Petersburg one and playing spin the bottle. I spun the bottle and it pointed at Dimka Kuznetsov. He stood up, pushed my bangs off my pimply forehead, kissed it and sat back down

After some time, Marina Vyacheslavovna was pregnant and was going on maternity leave, and rumors were circulating around the school that the child was from a student in her class

My father knocked down the latch on the door to the room where I had locked myself in and yelled, “It would have been better if you had been born normal!”    

My friend Raya said that my orange coat and flared trousers were not to be worn because they were not understood in our city. Raya went to college with a handbag, which she stuffed with newspapers so that it would be the right shape  

MTV

I wanted to be like Noel Gallagher and started smoking

I went with a group to the funeral of a classmate who drowned in a pond. We stood outside his building and then went to the stadium. We sat in the empty stands, Yulia Saburova was wearing a lace mourning scarf and her lips were painted red, she was eating dumplings brought by someone and laughing loudly

Some people convinced me that their well-being was in my hands

I came home from college and was home alone. I was wearing white tights and my nose started bleeding  

When I got a cyst on my tailbone, the whole family got together and went to Olya's wedding. I spent two days alone at home, and on Monday I was taken away by ambulance for emergency surgery

Olya is getting married. Not me, another Olya

Father always looked through the crack in the door and watched what was going on in the room

After college, I spent a couple of years sitting in the kitchen in a chair in front of the TV. I knitted huge skirt-bedspreads, leafed through Avon catalogs, listened to music, watched movies and looked out the window

Music helped me not to lose my senses and my mind. Jerry Cantrell`s guitar pick and eyes  

Father was going to start walking in the evenings when he recovered. In the ward he was smiling at something and talking nonsense, he was without glasses and seemed to no longer see anything  

 ̶L̶o̶r̶d̶ t̶a̶k̶e̶s̶ a̶w̶a̶y̶ t̶h̶e̶ b̶e̶s̶t̶   Lord takes away all sorts  

The diagnosis and pharma pulled my head out of my ass  

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