Valya by Goncharov
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If you had visited the Ukraine University’s prestigious sculpting and painting program last year, you would have seen an adorable young blonde artist working feverishly away in the corner of the large common studio space. And if you looked at what she was working on you would see that she had before her a variety of nudes, in sculpture and on canvas, of both young men and women, some in erotic poses, others simply standing naturally, and yet others reclining sumptuously in a neo-romantic style. Finally, if you asked one of the instructors walking around the room about her, they would have said, “She is Valya, and she has a future.”
But little did these instructors know what kind of future Valya had in mind. For how could they? No one, not even Valya, knew that she would meet Goncharov later that year at an artist party in Kiev. But she did.
Valya met Goncharov at a particularly vulnerable phase in her studies. She had been an avid painter as a teenager, and had started working hard at sculpting once she got into college, but she was feeling, at the time she met him, like much of her inspiration had dried up. As she said herself, “I feel I am running out of ideas, even though I feel wildly curious about everything. Maybe the problem is that I am not interested in my subjects.” And this is where Goncharov came in.
He immediately saw that Valya’s problem lay in the application of her talents. Yes, she was a brilliant painter and sculptor, but more importantly, she was a beautiful, inspired girl, and what she needed to do was to show her own personal beauty. She needed, in a sense, to explore her own body as much as she had explored clay and paints. She needed to feel her own beauty before she could depict that of others.
And so Goncharov helped her get started on her voyage of self-discovery. Nude posing was what she needed, and he was prepared to help her. They went to his studio and set up a scenario that satisfied them both. They chose her clothes, and she lay down on the couch. His camera was clicking before she could open her blouse. And the rest, as they say, is history. True artist, true art. That’s how Valya found herself that day.
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