Pashkov comes off as one bad ass Ruski mofo, but with compositions that are seemingly lyrical in nature, they undeniably transgress all aesthetic boundaries.
Culturally driven subject matters coupled with use of white ink collide to create depth that’s visceral and soulfull.
For Christ’s sake, this daily obsession’s gone and made a sap out of me. Regardless, I’m curious to see how he will evolve his craft amidst the Eastern European photo realists of his time.
Naw but really—that clown tattoo sketches the shit out of me.
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Pashkov comes off as one bad ass Ruski mofo, but with compositions that are seemingly lyrical in nature, they undeniably...