This interview was published in the “Tochka Zrenia” newspaper at
20th January 1999.
Wild Wild Angels by Alexey Injutkin
Alexey Injutkin’s works are well-known in the Penza’s underground: he draws
posters for extreme bands from Penza, does covers for young writer’s books and design
logos for Quake clans; his exposition is available for everyone through Internet.
We’re talking with Artist about his life and his metaphysical graphic arts.
Alexey, tell me
please about yourself.
I’m 28 years old. I was born in the countryside, learnt sometime in Penza
Construction College, worked as street cleaner, plasterer. In the town I have found
myself, self-learned. I lived among outsiders: alcoholics, drugheads, homeless – I drew
them all… some time I was held by several prostitutes – I recall them with gratitude.
They were very attractive people standing on the other side: either dissidents, mad
alchemists, inventors of the “perpetual mobile”, or new religion creators –
prophets, which weren’t listened anyone except me, or dreamers, which dreams and
temptations I drew.
When did you become to draw?
I draw since I can remember myself. No one taught me how to draw, no one influenced on
me, but above all no one prohibited me from in my works. Thanks to parents, they related
to my hobby tranquilly, bought me paints and pencils. They never tried to make over me to
a pilot or an agronomist, for example.
‘Til nowadays you had local notoriety and six expositions.
They were half-professional expositions. They took place In the Lermontov’s Library,
Penza Instrument College, etc. Anyway it was about outlet from underground. Many people
asked me to explain what some works mean. Some people in turn tried to explain me, and it
was interesting. My drawings are for everyone who feels. It’s not obligatory to be
thinking, just enough feelings.
People create building, but god creates trees – some writer said. There are too
many trees in the Artist’s works pulling up to the heaven to light stars from the dusk
of lost cemeteries. Turning out its roots, trees desperately strive to the top – off the
graveyard ground overcrowded by witches and wizards (like innocent girl in 1600th from
strong claws of inquisition). And on the contrary, Alexey’s fallen angels slipped from
the heaven are learning to creep and crawl.
Alexey, what are your hobbies except graphic arts?
I read books, listen music. Of course, I prefer to read Poe, Lovecraft, “Hammer of
the Witches” is lying under my pillow. If I‘d survived without literature, but I would
die without music. Many themes and tunes from my graphic works were inspired by music:
music of Medieval Europe, Orf, Bach, Mozart, Celtic folklore, and guttural singing by
Yakut shamans. Russian rock: Letov, Dyageleva, Cherniy Lukich. Occult music. Black metal.
What artists do you like?
Russian avant-garde of 10-20th years. All the Dutch school. Bosch, Breughel, Dali,
Do you have any studio?
I don’t have place to live, so where can I find studio? I draw in any situation –
on the roof, in the railway station, on cemetery, in the sobering-up station – on the
walls. I draw on the any part of space by means of finger in the air.
There are so many hidden messages in your works, so many surreal things:
people-angels and people-beasts, roots of the living trees, crosses and dust of cemeteries
trying to resurrect before Judgement Day… how do you interpreter it by yourself?
Not at all. I work with myth. And every nation has its own fairy tales. A person from
Khtulu tribe will see his gods in my pictures, atheist will nod one's approval having seen
headless cross. Like alchemists took backbones: sand, acid, lead – and tried mixing to
create philosophers' stone, so Artist tries to express what’s happening with the soul.
Don’t ask – just watch.
“Executioner caught Elise’s hand, but she hurry threw an eleven shirts on the
swans, and… eleven handsome-princes had stand before her, but the smallest one had a
swan wing instead of a hand” – G.-H. Andersen, “Wild Swans”.
The fairy tale has become to end, but the prince stayed with swan wing forever. So how
to live with swan wing on our sinful planet?…
S. Evin, V. Pasjko
Translated into English by Dmitry