From January 23 to February 5, 2017, the Triumph Gallery is hosting the exhibition “No Human Grace” by Alexey Taruts , which addresses the problem of depicting the foreign in the media and modern culture. Natalia Protasenya talks about the image of a stranger and a person’s loss of humanity. In his project “No Human Grace,” Alexey Taruts addresses the topic of representation of the image of an alien in popular culture, trying to bypass the logic of exclusion.

For Ulrike Buck’s exhibition “Bauhaus OctopusX” , which takes place at the Triumph Gallery, German art historian and architectural theorist Sanda Mayraz has prepared a text about the symbolism of the Bauhaus and the octopus, as well as the balance and mutual improvement of materials. Ulrike Buck. Bauhaus OctopusX. Type of exhibition. Gallery "Triumph". 2017 In the Bauhaus Manifesto, Walter Gropius wrote: “[a]chitects, sculptors, painters, […] must all return to craft!

The first thing that catches your eye in La La Land is the sharp change in the author's intonation and mood of Damien Chazelle after Whiplash. By and large, it was first ranked among the typical “Sundance hits.” This term can already be used as a designation for an independent genre of low-budget films. The film won the Grand Prix from Park City, where Sundance is held, in 2004, and only then did it win the love of a wide audience.

All my merciless rabbits. Every person given to me appeared only to disappear someday. He cleared the thorny path to my heart only to make the return path easier. There is a tiny hole in my chest that looks like a rabbit hole. With every heartbeat, the hole either expands or contracts. She looks like she's alive. Even I myself don’t know how to react so quickly and appropriately to a beating. I don't know if someone lives in my hole. Maybe it's been empty for a long time.

I am sitting in the very center of a huge empty room in my bottomless loneliness. I am sitting in the young lotus position. I am naked and bold. In front of me is a bird folded from yellow paper. I enjoy my silence. I love my bird. I'm lulled into a room without doors. The first person enters the room. A man brings a door that only the wind can open. The man closes the door. My loneliness can't escape. Loneliness will never see the light of the sun again. A second person enters the room.