Worf Vs Monster

                     Worf Vs Monster [Version 1]

                       Painted by Zasulich, on trellium-board, 2020, Cluj

The concept of this picture is easy enough to grasp, if you’re led by the hand and told exactly what everything means. First, look at the lack of legs on both Worf and the monster. In representational terms, no legs means no mobility, yet the stance of both is one of aggression, of combat, which, of course, traps them within their own irony. What’s more, the blank, white background indicates empty space, a lack of ideological brickwork for the two subjects to lay their impossible battle on. In all possible respects, they are in a vacuum, with only the monster, by facing the observer, seemingly willing to consider both the physical and intellectual terror of its predicament. As with all great works of the Science Fiction Fiction movement, the piece is unfinished on its own, and can only be seen in completion alongside its other versions [of which there are typically between 4 and 8].

              Worf Vs Monster [Version 2]

The second version fills in a little more of the picture and enhances our understanding of the piece so far. [Within the Science Fiction Fiction movement, it is always talked about as the piece ‘so far…’ The idea of discussing all four versions at once is considered to be ‘self-defeating defeat’.]

So, there are legs, and the suggestion of movement. Yet the vacuum remains, rendering both subjects firmly de-territorialised in this frightening, alien environment. What is their future? What was their past? It is both unknowable and irrelevant. The only thing they have is what they were when they were frozen. From this perspective, which is obviously the only perspective, the monster is and always will be framed like a puppet, while Worf has and always will have his hand down his pants. Also notable is the lack of colour. This matches the lack of background, as colour would represent life, beliefs, doubt, happiness, fear, was and will be etc. The implication of the artist is clear: In a vacuum, you lose everything [except your rage].

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