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(Benedict Dylan | George Androutsos | Vadim Torbakov)

In a world where anything can be called art — and too often is — true drawing is quietly vanishing. But every once in a while, you discover artists who remind you of what drawing really means. Raw. Brave. Human.

There’s a hidden Olympus out there. It’s not in galleries or trendy biennials. It’s inhabited by artists no one talks about. Yet, they’re producing some of the most astonishing work of our time.

Three names. You probably haven’t heard them, and that’s the tragedy: Benedict Dylan. George Androutsos. Vadim Torbakov.
Each one represents a different frontier of what drawing can be.

Benedict Dylan is a master of chiaroscuro — but not in the academic sense. His figures emerge from darkness like wounded animals, filled with fragility, violence, and beauty. These are not portraits of people; they are portraits of pain, and they burn into your mind.

George Androutsos dares to “break” the drawing. His faces fall apart, explode into gestures, refuse to hold still. The chaos is the message. The like is not just contour — it’s rupture, fragility, and the constant threat of disappearance.

Vadim Torbakov, on the other hand, creates drawings that vibrate with life. His distortions are subtle but disorienting — like a memory that’s slipping away just as you try to recall it. His strokes are rhythmic, cinematic, always moving, as if the subject is dissolving before your eyes.

These three men, without fame or spotlight, have reached the peak of a discipline. Many think this discipline is obsolete: drawing as revelation.

If you care about drawing, take five minutes and look them up. This doesn’t concern drawing as a technique. Rather, it’s about viewing the human condition. Let their work confront you, challenge you, and maybe even change the way you draw or think.

They belong to the top.

Whether the art world knows it or not.