I do not paint with pigment. I paint with tension, distance, and time. Since 2017, I have devoted my artistic practice to a method I developed myself — creating images from thousands of intersecting, colorful threads stretched across nails. From afar, the viewer sees a coherent visual world: human presence, nature, light. But up close, the image dissolves into a vibrant system of chaotic lines — a living structure without a single brushstroke. For me, this process is a philosophical model of existence. Every thread is a moment. A choice. A movement. A direction that collides with, supports, or transforms another. The artworks become metaphors for being: individual paths intersecting to create harmony, meaning, and form. My art confronts a fundamental paradox: Does order exist, or do we only perceive it because we step back far enough to believe in it? Depending on the viewer’s distance, the world I create either falls apart or comes together. Reality shifts with perspective — just as in life, where chaos and beauty coexist, inseparable. From disorder emerges structure. From tension emerges balance. From fragmentation — wholeness. I work with threads because they are both delicate and powerful — fragile lines that, when woven together, can hold the image of a universe. Each artwork is an invitation to reflect on our own entanglements, the invisible connections that bind us, and the shared moments that shape who we are. My intention is simple yet profound: to show that chaos is not the opposite of beauty — it is the source of it. I weave not just images, but the experience of becoming — we are all threads in motion, we are all patterns emerging, we are all time, woven. — Ani Abakumova
