Anya in Wonderland

In Nabokov’s free translation of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, the familiar story turns into something sharper and more enigmatic. Gennadiev’s illustrations follow this shift completely. His Wonderland is not whimsical but introspective — a place where dreams blur into unease.

The figures seem caught between childlike play and adult disquiet. Faces dissolve into texture and shadow; perspective slips. There is no Victorian comfort here — only the strange poetry of distortion and memory. Gennadiev’s technique combines drawing and painting so that each image feels half-remembered, like something glimpsed through fog.

It’s not an attempt to retell Carroll through color and detail, but to echo Nabokov’s version — more philosophical, ironic, and detached. This Anya belongs to a different world: one where fantasy and anxiety coexist, and meaning flickers just beyond reach.