KIRIL VĀYER

Thirty-three years of life and endless searching. I changed 24 jobs, I was fired over and over again, until I realized that it wasn’t me, it was the world that didn’t suit me.

One day I gave it all up and left. Five years of recluse, silence, asceticism, introspection. I took my life apart into atoms. And I found something more than vain ordinariness. I found my truth, I found myself.

My art is not beauty, medium or technique. It is above all ideas that speak louder than words. Images that stick in the mind. My work is my existential experience, my rebellion against a world that has rejected me. And my way of shouting back at it: I have found my place!