"Anna Bulkina's Painting - is the body approach to the world. World, observed by the skin to density and soft textures - so it would be perceived through the gap between eavy eyelids, in the evening languor under the cooled down sun.
Light, sinks into the tiny gap between the body and the world, translated into some other, parallel palette, not peculiar to any season or time of day. This is the essence of light settles on the bottom ofthe glass vessel incandescent during the day, inverted panopticon.
Painting of shadows, "dead season", protracted low tide. Even borderline images of this melancholic panorama (absolute black - crow sitting near flat on the sand body and extremely bright - old coffee shop, framed by tired soundings accordion and pipes) do not come out of this uniform procession, timekeeping, the consciousness of the one who is in the picture only in sensitive, wary body. Reading, dream, death - these are the forms of his lack, perceived by us as both a veil and space for guessing.
Bulkina's painting viewer is a bystander. Mirror reflection is another mystery. The man who looks in the mirror is absent for us? In her paintings she is usually depicted in profile, semi-present, while the reflection looks directly into our eyes. Perhaps such prudence of things prefers to be opened through a system of mirrors, and the wall of Plato's cave is covered with silver? We are again inevitably the strangers. Although the laws of optics are such that she who is looking in the mirror, in semi-profile, see in it us. Us." Ostap Slivinsky.