archive of non-real forms

Last summer, half-accidently, when I walked into an exhibition in the gess, I stumbled upon the work of a 10,000-step Alecean nick, and I was very surprised and remembered that I was very fond of his work, especially his performances, and with incredibly warm thoughts about the artists of the Moscow conceptual circle. This book-- a biography of Aleceev’s Nicky came out of this feeling.