I’m walking pensively along the Alameda in Malaga remembering Pablo Picasso’s youth. As I walk towards the studio of the painter Svetlana Kalachnik from a window escapes the sound of a Flamenco guitar, that looks to me like it could be Jose Fernandez Torres "Tomatito".In Kalachinks studio I discovered why Andalucía had seduced this Russian painter,her artwork bares itself sensually and stands witness to a long search in which the portrait clearly integrates into the landscape. Svetlana calls her Works figurative magic but I would call it the oniric joy of color applied with seductive brush strokes. It can only be the product of many years of iconography with its long hours of hard work. Set sail from Malaga on a ship from another time and see the city tappering off in the distance. The only thing now recorded in my mind is the work of the Russian painter and the taste of a great local wine...   

                                            Guillermo Camacho, colombian writer, literary editor of the magazine AURORABOREAL