Vladimir Tretchikoff, a Russian painter who settled in South Africa in the 1940’s after being released from a Japanese prison camp in Jakarta during World War 2 , is an artist who intrigues me dearly.
His work is equally revered and critiqued (art critics have labeled his work as ‘kitsch’ due to it’s prints being mass-produced in the late 60’s and placed on merchandise varying from coffee mugs to umbrellas).
It is obvious that Tretchikoff loved women. He loved culture. The exquisite, sometimes vulnerable way in which he depicts each of his subjects, as well as their unique culture and how they represent it, endears me to him and his work.
Second only to vodka, I see Tretchikoff as one of Russia’s most precious exports.