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HAPPY HELLen

art

Greetings, my perceptive viewer!

People say an artist ought to have a website…
And people also say I am the artist.
Well then—here you go: me and my website. ))

And it’s so strange, because even I don’t truly know who I am—or what this ‘artist’ even is. What rules must they follow? What titles must they hold?


I don’t know how it’s possible to squeeze oneself into rigid definitions when there’s only space… and the urge to create.

So instead, I’ll simply leave my creations and musings here...

life

life

is the art of being free

first of all, from your destructive beliefs!


and...

a few words about me:


I am a Ukrainian artist.
Now I live and create in the United States.

My name is Helen—like the volcano in Oregon… Mount St. Helens. There’s so much of me in that name—passion and sanctity, two sides of the same coin.

I harbor a deep passion for wood—especially gnarled roots and driftwood —for stones, and for paint, or rather, for color itself. The pure hues of oil paints captivate me no less than the hidden worlds within crystals or the textured soul of weathered wood…

My Projects

Open Heart

Open Heart

open colors

“Thirst for Color” – that ravenous craving where you want to drown in every hue at once.

Honestly, I don't even know why I'm publishing these works here...
After all, everything in them is contradictory... the tonality... the coloring... even the composition...
But this story happened to me, so it deserves to be seen by the world!
This series was written in 2024 My first year in America...
Immigration...
Leaving everything behind to go nowhere...
And how do you find yourself there? And will I still be myself...
Or will I become someone completely different?...
I had to leave a lot behind in Ukraine, but the first and perhaps most valuable thing is inspiration and the desire to create...
Oh, these are philosophical reflections that I could go on for a long, tedious time...
But I still want to talk about this series of works...
If I hadn't happened upon a paint set at a sale, which I bought just in case, just in case...
What if I suddenly felt like creating again...
And looking ahead, I'll say – that's exactly what happened...
Before moving to America, I stumbled upon a very interesting technique for working with my psyche and mind through drawing, and it's called "neurographics"...
And it helps work through many destructive attitudes that we've been instilled with since childhood by family, friends, and society... with its help, it's even much easier to achieve what you want...
Yes, of course, someone might say I'm making up fairy tales, but let them say so. The main thing is that it works for me!
The author of this technique was clearly inspired by Kandinsky, and although it's recommended to draw Neurographica with markers and highlighters to make the colors glow, it works better for our minds...
But I still decided to try painting it on canvas with paints; it's good that they were nearby...
And with this first painting, in which all artistic rules seemed to be broken, my creative rebirth began...
For it was precisely this amazing pink from the first painting, obtained from a child's tube of paint, that awakened the joy of creativity in me...
Yes, uncertainly...
And still quite unstable...
But for the first time in a long time, I felt a wave of inspiration sweep over and lift me...
Therefore, this series is absolutely and completely beloved and priceless to me...
You could say it's not art per se, but the art of the internal transformations I experienced with these canvases and paints...
Let there be color—pure and open!

Yes!

In this series, I tore off the chains—no rules, no three-color limits, no calculated harmonies. I needed pure, screaming color. Rivers of it. I bathed in it, let it scorch through me, let it stitch me back together.

I wanted the colors to burn, to pulse—so I thinned the paint to a whisper, let it bleed light like a wound.

I refused to choose. Every color had to exist, all at once, crashing together—because why surrender a single shade when the world so thirsts for light-color!

Miniatures

Miniatures

Miniatures from wood and stone handcarved.

Stones

Stones

Wood Sculpting

Wood Sculpting

Experiments

Experiments

diary

The quintessence of life experience in synergy with an open heart - this is what an artist is for me...


Treading the borderland — where the ungraspable meets the unspeakable...

How is that?
And this is already - art )

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