A colorful fresco where art magnifies the mountain.
The marble has given way to the powder. David, Michelangelo's masterpiece, trades his slingshot for a pair of skis. His frozen immobility becomes momentum: here, in Crest-Voland, he embodies a new legend, that of the alpine skier, between power and nonchalance, heritage and reinvention.
His gaze, however, remains unchanged. Determined. Conqueror. Ambition etched in his features, adventure on the edge of his muscles. But his world has turned upside down. His antique hair disappears beneath an electric beanie, his shoulders melt into a dazzling jacket, fusing pop symbols and mountain references. A hybrid identity where the classic is transformed, flirting with urban culture. Down to the smallest detail: his ski rests on his shoulder, an ironic echo of the weapon he once wielded.
Passionate about the visual arts, artist Niki Zsurikova shapes her visual language at the intersection of disciplines, excelling in the art of diversion. She propels Renaissance figures into an urban imagination saturated with color and energy. Art history meets the street, the sacred is tinged with irreverence.
Her fresco vibrates with this collision of eras. Tags explode in the background, etching the rigor of Michelangelesque anatomy. Where marble suggested permanence, graffiti imposes its precariousness: an ephemeral work, subject to wear and reinterpretation. The ancient monochrome collides with the vibrant palette of street art, translating the pulse of the contemporary world—its energy, its speed. Centuries overlap, blurring the boundaries of time.
Behind David, Mont Blanc watches over us. Immutable. A symbol of eternity in the face of the instantaneity of street art, somewhere between permanence and erasure. More than a biblical hero, he is now a modern icon, the archetype of the alpine skier, somewhere between conquest and lightness, between strength and play.
So goes David. He skis, he advances, traversing the ages. Art, however, never stops. Even when the future hesitates, it leaves a trace, an etched memory. Like a wake in the snow that refuses to disappear.
Text credits: Sophie-Anne Smilevitch ©Be on the Crest
His gaze, however, remains unchanged. Determined. Conqueror. Ambition etched in his features, adventure on the edge of his muscles. But his world has turned upside down. His antique hair disappears beneath an electric beanie, his shoulders melt into a dazzling jacket, fusing pop symbols and mountain references. A hybrid identity where the classic is transformed, flirting with urban culture. Down to the smallest detail: his ski rests on his shoulder, an ironic echo of the weapon he once wielded.
Passionate about the visual arts, artist Niki Zsurikova shapes her visual language at the intersection of disciplines, excelling in the art of diversion. She propels Renaissance figures into an urban imagination saturated with color and energy. Art history meets the street, the sacred is tinged with irreverence.
Her fresco vibrates with this collision of eras. Tags explode in the background, etching the rigor of Michelangelesque anatomy. Where marble suggested permanence, graffiti imposes its precariousness: an ephemeral work, subject to wear and reinterpretation. The ancient monochrome collides with the vibrant palette of street art, translating the pulse of the contemporary world—its energy, its speed. Centuries overlap, blurring the boundaries of time.
Behind David, Mont Blanc watches over us. Immutable. A symbol of eternity in the face of the instantaneity of street art, somewhere between permanence and erasure. More than a biblical hero, he is now a modern icon, the archetype of the alpine skier, somewhere between conquest and lightness, between strength and play.
So goes David. He skis, he advances, traversing the ages. Art, however, never stops. Even when the future hesitates, it leaves a trace, an etched memory. Like a wake in the snow that refuses to disappear.
Text credits: Sophie-Anne Smilevitch ©Be on the Crest
