Aron Bukh is been born in 1923 in Ucraina. In the 1937 it has been moved to Moscow and from the '41 to the '44 it has studied near the School of Artistic Education.
After two years of job in factory (1944 and 1945) it has attended the lessons of the painting study directed from Iuon. In 1959 it comes admitted to the Union of the Artists and only participates to various collective extensions in Soviet Union. It has always worked encircled from indifference and the suspicion of the official critic. Although already more open and available like one of the little artists in a position to expressing of the innovation elements was recognized from Soviet the artistic atmosphere, its first great extension only came organized in 1985.
That great event has shown it in all its creative immensity and it has immediately made it to assert and to recognize like one of the great artists of the Soviet Union. Its works are conserved today in the more important public galleries than Russia and of the Soviet republics former and more and more often tried from the great collectors and conservatives of the great western galleries. It has exposed in Germany, United States, France, England, Spain, India. Aron Bukh has one strange consideration of its profession. “The art is a game if it is confronted with the real life” says. But this affirmation is simply a glare of the innamoramento for the life and its pungente, emotional perception of the world appears through its works.
Bukh, settantasette years, whose works make part of the collections of the greater museums of Russia, has one immense joy of living. Its passion for the life has made it to become a romantico without age and all its emotions are reflected in its burlaps. Even if you have not never met it, you can learn very of he watching its works. To a look express and distracted the works of Bukh they seem similar one to the other, but a more careful examination reveals a variety of images that reflects the many sfaccettature of the artist. The paint-brush blows seem lacking in energy, the chromatic outline seems lacking in contrast but both create a satisfaction feeling total and the work has the beauty of the autumn leaves that have begun to fall but that still they are inflamed of their colors. The pennellate ones are powerful and intense of tones allegros of red alive, gold and shining green with one blue rains. We are to one celebration without brakes of the life.
Extracted they give: One artist life riflessanelle its burlaps (The Moscow Times, 1998) of Lyubov Popova