Night at the Museum
Запись от Вадим Алексеев размещена 15.02.2011 в 10:38
What is a creative meeting? The format in which recall old times and discussion of people who a hundred years know each other. Meeting with Bruem break the submission. It was, above all, shows. Half hour vigorous energy and improvisation. Fifty people enthralled the spectators and not a moment of boredom.
Brui began figurativa. Then he showed glaze. A demonstration of the finished appearance of the secret of their "agents-beings." Harvested on the basis of point-poured puddles of paint. Then, the artist raises his hands in the air and the work begins to rotate the canvas or cardboard to the drop spread out to form a synchronous "spots Rorschach. Silischa need nemerenoe. Not surprisingly, the hands of 65-year-old Brui - like a wrestler. Is that galeristka dissatisfied - magicians do not have to disclose the secret trick. Result hour and a half meeting - two large cardboard. Nearly finished work.
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After the evening Gleb suddenly said: When I grow up, buy paint and brushes, and I will draw a blob like Uncle William
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Brui began figurativa. Then he showed glaze. A demonstration of the finished appearance of the secret of their "agents-beings." Harvested on the basis of point-poured puddles of paint. Then, the artist raises his hands in the air and the work begins to rotate the canvas or cardboard to the drop spread out to form a synchronous "spots Rorschach. Silischa need nemerenoe. Not surprisingly, the hands of 65-year-old Brui - like a wrestler. Is that galeristka dissatisfied - magicians do not have to disclose the secret trick. Result hour and a half meeting - two large cardboard. Nearly finished work.
http://forum.artinvestment.ru/showpost.php?p=1530121&postcount=10 < /a>
http://forum.artinvestment.ru/showpost.php?p=1530131&postcount = 11
After the evening Gleb suddenly said: When I grow up, buy paint and brushes, and I will draw a blob like Uncle William
http://edelveis8.livejournal.com/84689.html

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