Walking through the Russian exhibition ‘Gaiety is the Most Outstanding Feature of the Soviet Union’, at the Saatchi Gallery filled me with an overriding oppression with each step as if I were in Little Russia. Visiting each room presented a different kind of cold war lifestyle. One large space had photos of ‘embarrassing bodies’ and as I walked through, I bumped into a dishevelled, angst character that looked as if he lived in Siberia and wanted everyone to feel his pain. The only solace of hope was a little drawing which was folded out as if someone either had it in their loft and posted it to the gallery in an envelope or in their left pocket to smuggle it out of the country. It was a small white circle drawn within a perfectly graphite circle, typical of the 1960’s. I felt the artist’s imprisonment but to deliver such perfection really puzzled and intrigued me. Trying to escape myself, I walked past the propaganda, burnt wood, cardboard, broken glass and finally the exit. As I met the doors, I was in a state of doom. Why would anyone want to show such depression? Then outside, at the bottom of the stairs, the light bulb came on. Bravo, Mr Saatchi.