The work was a part of "Then it was unknown to us" Moscow Biennial for Young Art parallel program show, curated by me.
Exhibition in Tate Modern is a randomly picked marker of the artist's successful career. It often happens to me, that my wishes and desires, which I state precisely, indeed embody, but usually the desired events happen in some wrong way, in the wrong place or at the wrong time. Situation changes, and the desires lose their actuality and sense. Thinking what could possibly get wrong with the desire to have exhibition in Tate, I imagined the future, which I don't really plan. I imagined, that on the ruins of former London, we live in the small community of those who survived the Third World War. Without any technologies, we live simple natural life on the leftovers of Tate Modern chambers. I'm forgetting the civilisation, my former life and art, but I still have a desire to paint . Therefore, after my everyday routine of milking a mutated cows and fishing in the Thames, I paint of my contemporaries with the materials I can find – bricks, raw clay, charcoal. To show my work to others, I put bricks on the ruin wall of Tate. This becomes my exhibition in Tate Modern of the year 2030. The desire is fulfilled. But not in the form to write in your CV about.
This work is a fruit of some ironical reflections on the social ambitions of the young artists, and, simultaneously, a research on the uncertainty of future, either personal or common.