Pogovorim Galina Tebieva We met in Barcelona ... IR – ART Gallery was a participant in the international art fair in Barcelona where we first met. A nice couple came up to our stand: a tall man and a woman, both in glasses, dressed stylishly. It turned out that he was an artist from England, tall and thin; she a red-haired Irish woman with a neat hairdo. They invited us to their studio but it so happened that we didn’t meet. Only later in Russia I saw the catalogue of the artist’s works which had been kindly left for us in the hotel reception. My response was a quick call to London, “Doyour works really have these forms?” I was asking more questions, he was giving answers – that is the way how our relations started. A year later we met again at another art fair and I invited Paul and Helen to Moscow. Not only as guests. Paul Critchley became one of the artists of IR-ART Gallery. The sincere couple met with all the Ossetian artists who live in Moscow and made friends with almost all of them. So this is the short story about how our ten year old friendship started. You must know this feeling of delight and admiration which overwhelms you so much that you cannot keep it inside and want to share it with the people around. It may be a good book, film, art exhibition or even a small line from a poem or some forgotten lyrics from an old or maybe a new song, to say nothing how exciting meeting an interesting person can be. Paul Critchley is one of these persons. His art struck me and I have always wanted to tell my countrymen about him and show them his art in Vladikavkaz. Paul Critchley fills the space between the walls, which he himself creates. You can enter his world through the doors, already opened by him. Just peep in: only he, Paul Critchley, lives here. You see the window? You can get in through it, and find a piece of only his street. His world seemed very interesting to us. It still does. Now you can have a look at it too. February 2006, pp 54-57