Petr Kirusha — Iragui Gallery, Romainville — Reportage — Slash Paris

Indeed, Petr Kirusha, born in 1978 in Tajikistan, who emigrated to Riga where he lives today and was partly trained in Moscow, makes the gallery walls vibrate with the breadth of an art that absorbs as much as it reinvents the world around him. His works emerge from the moment and the erasure, stacking and overlapping without ever cancelling one another, all sharing on their surface this trembling of lived experience, as if each gesture on the paper were trying to catch up with the passing of time.

These fragments of life express the urgency of a practice that nevertheless reveals, from certain angles, a stasis, a composition here and there that appears like a synthetic pause that freezes the gaze. The fantastical springs forth, bristling, from everyday scenes. For nothing is trivial. Imaginary composition or fleeting instant, the question fades before the magnetism of some of his works, shifting the artist from witness of the everyday to engine of its reinvention, an organic pole of its movement.

And the question of identity, emphasized by the curatorship of the exhibition, dissolves into a dimension far more interesting, carried by the artist’s visual work itself.