I look at the paintings of Anatoly Kuvin and seems like I hear a melody. It’s leisurely and lyrical, sometimes joyful, at other times - a bit sad, but always familiar and intimate. This is a song about the native land, about love to your roots and the inmost connection with them.

At the same time none of the works repeats another one, each of them is deeply individual. Thank you to the Master – with his remarkable talent he cleanses up people souls from their everyday vanity, reminding about most important things...