Kabakov has a strange sense of timing. His art works seem to come after the millenium, not right before it. Kabakov's total installations look like the artist's Noah's arks, only we are never sure if the artist escaped from hell or from paradise . While conversant in the language of contemporary art, Kabakov's projects tease the Western interpreter and evade "isms." Is his art of homemaking modern, anti-modern, post-modern, or outmoded? On the one hand, it might appear that his art has little to do with modernism and post-modernism. In a way, the installations hark back to the origins of secular art and resemble an undecipherable baroque allegory. Or maybe they go back even further, to primitive creativity as a survivalist instinct - a way of fleeing from panic and fear, of hunting and gathering transient beauties in the wilderness of ordinary life. On the other hand, his project is belatedly modern,; it explores the sideroads of modernity, the aspirations of the little men and amateur artists and the ruins of modern utopias.