New York
Marlborough Gallery
Staring straight ahead with blank, unseeing eyes, Grisha Bruskin’s perfect figures are identifiable only by the objects they carry. Like a blank slate waiting to be written on, they stand motionless, soulless, and powerless awaiting orders: gray, robotic, expressionless people displaying guns, missiles, medals, and maps. lt is their fate to be dictated to, to play a supporting role in history’s cruel progress. These are the faceless victims of Russia’s totalitarian regime: innocent soldiers, teachers, nurses, men, women, and children whose identities were suppressed, their lives controlled by the state… See the print version of Sculpture Magazine for the full review.
