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In my understanding, the beauty of the human body lies in its natural essence. Humans are the pinnacle of nature — its expression, reflection, voice, and thought. The body is a medium for expressing philosophical ideas and symbolism; it conveys my vision and emotions through details. The body is possibility: the possibility to articulate feelings, to reveal vulnerability, to project strength, and simply to live.
The body often serves as inspiration and a subject of art because everyone can relate to it, as we all inhabit our own bodies. This allows anyone to connect with art, bringing them closer to the possibility of understanding it.
The body holds both simplicity and an eternal, universal boundlessness of questions and answers. As an artistic subject, it can convey all emotions — love, pain, passion, despair — across different eras. It depends on the viewer and the creator, on when they absorb and when they express.
The emotions my art conveys are a fusion of the creator’s current inner state, the philosophy embedded through imagery, and the viewer’s present inner world.
When I photograph, I convey both strength and vulnerability in my art. But what’s the difference? To me, they are interconnected facets. The ability to be vulnerable in your sincerity is the greatest strength — the strength to be honest, the strength to love, the strength to acknowledge it and choose, the strength to reveal it all. Strength — to be vulnerable.
The body often serves as inspiration and a subject of art because everyone can relate to it, as we all inhabit our own bodies. This allows anyone to connect with art, bringing them closer to the possibility of understanding it.
The body holds both simplicity and an eternal, universal boundlessness of questions and answers. As an artistic subject, it can convey all emotions — love, pain, passion, despair — across different eras. It depends on the viewer and the creator, on when they absorb and when they express.
The emotions my art conveys are a fusion of the creator’s current inner state, the philosophy embedded through imagery, and the viewer’s present inner world.
When I photograph, I convey both strength and vulnerability in my art. But what’s the difference? To me, they are interconnected facets. The ability to be vulnerable in your sincerity is the greatest strength — the strength to be honest, the strength to love, the strength to acknowledge it and choose, the strength to reveal it all. Strength — to be vulnerable.
Katya Tsoy
sense of bodies
interview
Katya Tsoy
sense of bodies
the naked soul whispers in the language of sensuality and tenderness:
even in the transience of flesh — eternity;
even in pain — love;
even in decay — healing.
even in the transience of flesh — eternity;
even in pain — love;
even in decay — healing.
the naked soul whispers in the language of sensuality and tenderness
interview
ALLITERATION
a new GAME project where you
RANDOMLY get a unique 1/1 collage
…the repetition of human and natural curves, the diffusion and symbiosis of tree bark, and the fluidity of water on the skin…
a combination of images of nature and the human body that matches in texture, shape, and metaphorical meaning.
here you’ll find not only visual symbolism, but also an AFFIRMATION and a thought that you may need to hear…
— 20 unique pieces with 20 unique meanings
RANDOMLY get a unique 1/1 collage
…the repetition of human and natural curves, the diffusion and symbiosis of tree bark, and the fluidity of water on the skin…
a combination of images of nature and the human body that matches in texture, shape, and metaphorical meaning.
here you’ll find not only visual symbolism, but also an AFFIRMATION and a thought that you may need to hear…
— 20 unique pieces with 20 unique meanings
Symbiosis
This is a unique mixed media experience for my art: my natural pictures of Dubai, my body shots from Siberia, my interactive integration through manual video editing (not artificial intelligence), my remix of free music. Completely created by my hands.
SOLO : MUSE
...the only one. unique. inimitable. your muse...
Under the Stars
the moon softly kisses the soul
with all its facets under the stars.
and says how much this soul means to the moon.
as much as the stars that the soul looks at.
too much...
but the sun will rise, reflected in the soul by the ocean,
and all this will turn out to be a dream that lives only at night.
the moon and the sun are in the same sky,
but they are inaccessible to each other,
replacing the stars.
this artwork was created during bali art residency, 2024.
with all its facets under the stars.
and says how much this soul means to the moon.
as much as the stars that the soul looks at.
too much...
but the sun will rise, reflected in the soul by the ocean,
and all this will turn out to be a dream that lives only at night.
the moon and the sun are in the same sky,
but they are inaccessible to each other,
replacing the stars.
this artwork was created during bali art residency, 2024.
MARS : TRIPTYCH
b a l a n c e
trinity. trixelion.
a three-way union is always.
It's a family: mother, father, child.
this is a father, a son, a holy spirit.
It's alpha, omega, beta.
this is a triptych of the soul of Mars.
Phobos. Deimos.
trinity. trixelion.
a three-way union is always.
It's a family: mother, father, child.
this is a father, a son, a holy spirit.
It's alpha, omega, beta.
this is a triptych of the soul of Mars.
Phobos. Deimos.
KATYA TSOY X KURO
Looking for Love on Jackals’ Hills
You are drawn to where the ringing emptiness resides, where the cold of the night bites into your skin. To where the predatory faces emerge from the torn pages of the past. Where every step is on a path of others' expectations, and the air is saturated with the sharp, almost metallic taste of inevitability.
She looks straight at you through the fragments, lines, brushstrokes, and shreds of herself. Not naive. Not weak. Not broken. She knows: amidst the torn paper and wild reality, something genuine can be wrested. Or you might simply burn to ashes in this search.
This is a story about finding yourself amidst chaos. About beauty born from destruction. About learning to love, even if all around you are jackals and an icy wind.
She looks straight at you through the fragments, lines, brushstrokes, and shreds of herself. Not naive. Not weak. Not broken. She knows: amidst the torn paper and wild reality, something genuine can be wrested. Or you might simply burn to ashes in this search.
This is a story about finding yourself amidst chaos. About beauty born from destruction. About learning to love, even if all around you are jackals and an icy wind.
Absorption
...absorption in the filling of the internal through the external...
SOULS OF THE ISLAND
...on this island you will find, see & hear your own unique soul...
SOLO : MUSE
...your muse will be born here...
LE PENSEUR
thought takes shape in the human body.
not only the body, but the soul.
the soul breaks out & desperately desires a confession...
see only her...
not only the body, but the soul.
the soul breaks out & desperately desires a confession...
see only her...
IN THE DARKNESS
...the darkness pulled her into her arms...
...or was she dark herself?..
...or was the darkness a reflection of the soul?..
...is there darkness in you?..
...or was she dark herself?..
...or was the darkness a reflection of the soul?..
...is there darkness in you?..
Unique
...several unique photos...
