Untitled 2017

This page of Alevtyna Kakhidze’s sketchbook feels like a portal into the artist's stream of consciousness. It’s rendered with quick, assured lines in black and red felt-tip pen, each gesture immediate and direct. I imagine Kakhidze hunched over this page, the pen flying across the white surface as thoughts spilled out—calculations, perhaps about time, age, or some unknown quantity. There's an energy here that reminds me of Cy Twombly’s work—spontaneous and raw. The little sheep-like figure adds a touch of whimsy to the equations. Kakhidze’s mark-making, like all drawing or writing, reveals her presence. It feels like a glimpse into her mind, a way of making sense of the world, one equation, one doodle, at a time. It makes me want to grab my own sketchbook and dive into the messy, beautiful chaos of creation.