The project
Work Instead carries the shade of idleness inherent in any artistic practice and something of the atmosphere of school holidays, recalling that all street art authors and crews were once—and inwardly remain—“kids with spray cans.” One may “Get up and leave for the city / Or fall asleep before breakfast,” as Igor Terentyev wrote in his poetic treatise
17 Absurd Tools. The Futurist books of the 1910s were marked by carefree freedom in arranging letters and typographic composition, and likewise the phrases on Lebedev’s canvases are not merely for viewing: they lend themselves—indeed are intended—for loud reading aloud. At the same time, the artist continues a line significant to Moscow Conceptualism and Actionism—the overcoming of failure and self-distrust has been a crucial theme in art from Ilya Kabakov to Alexander Brener.
Lebedev enumerates possible occupations and lists everything that might help avoid the appearance of yet another work on canvas or paper—yet in doing so he already creates it. The phrase “This work is made only so as not to make that other one, under no circumstances” closes the circle. Contemporary art has expanded the notion of an artist’s “work” to include everything from the emergence of an idea to the transfer of a piece into a collection. What constitutes artistic labour? This is the central question Kirill Lebedev raises in his new project, offering his own response in the spirit of the concept of “surrogate activity” proposed by Theodore Kaczynski. Known not only as the “Unabomber,” but also as a philosopher, recluse, and environmental thinker, Kaczynski argued that power or the system substitutes genuine goals and distracts individuals from their true purpose—the pursuit of freedom and a natural state of being. The profession of the artist is conventionally considered “free,” although the term “precariat” from economic theory has long become shorthand for social vulnerability and unstable employment. One canvas in the new series reads: “This work was made because not making it was simply impossible.
” Kirill Lebedev finds precise words for what he has always known about the true motivation of the artist.
Pavel Gerasimenko