Let me remind all photo works made by Tanya Lieberman through her not so long life in art; and let me roughly allocate the primal feature of her artistic manner, which - behind varieties of each and every photograph - is obviously libidinous. Muscular body of a famous artist on a roof ("Living monuments"), his reflections in the mirrors ("A man and a mirror"), a woman's body chequered with light and shade ("Projection"), history of erotic gestures ("Xposition"), melon vaginas, all of these works are so lusciously erotic that seem to form some system, or a kind of "Lieberman's poetic". It is "anxious" and unstable, not fixed on any certain object; whatever is captured by Lieberman's lens - male, female, childish, live or inanimate, - everything's been wrapped in a sweet erotic film. Her pictures attractive and repulsive at the same time, it's like you've seen a sensually kissing pair in subway. But during this luscious kissing there's one brief moment, when the process itself becomes so strong and beautiful, for a second. To be honest, Lieberman manages to catch this very moment. Whatever is then analyzed, it's the result. All that stuff, you know, feminism, new issues, gnoseology or formalism, conformity to tradition or negation of it, no matter what. What really counts is the ability to stop and fix just in time, to make the visually convincing shot, which leaves all personal features of Lieberman the woman and all the abovesaid interpretations beyond. We've been taking the "Psycho" video with hesitation, because video is a continuous process. But. We got the artist's professional maturity, ability to easily turn invisible tears into undoubted worth. Lust and impossibility to slake it, serial nature of psychosis, sneaking delight in the process and so on. that's the stuff that Tanya Lieberman, as if a cold-blooded psychoanalyst, brings to the exhibition space, turning it into a piece of art; like the delicate mechanism of 'Libresse invisible' sanitary napkin that absorbs and purges the dark and spicy ballast nurtured in unconscious. And I'd like to tell one thing to the feminists - womyn, this stuff is not for you.