Forever. About the exhibition in the Tretyakov gallery.

Forever.

it Happens that the aesthetic taste of a person, closer to old age, goes" no". Once raised by education and environment to seek high-quality art form, the end of a professional career becomes a proud demonstrator of a different sort melkozaglublennogo shit.

It is quite interesting to observe the degradation of taste. First, people adopt a haughty self-confidence, then loses the sense of control, when it seems that what do not touch @all-the" ennobled look professional".

But no, the Nest group intensely mesmerizing white canvas has not created a visual masterpiece, but certainly and ironically showed how the idea even at very high voltage feelings can remain completely unnoticed by the public.

Any artistic shit - even made a craft with great effort, can become the object of exhibition. But only under the condition of contrasting oppositions. Otherwise, it creates an atmospheric feeling of immersion in the rich and completely decorated with monumental sewer, which is good for Disneyland, but quite ridiculous for the Museum.

Museum - is the work that a curator brings to the viewer, provided that the visitor is ready to make the aesthetic work. If no - it instead of show it turns out the demonstration work, and the curator turns into a daring storekeeper, adhesive idleness and melancholy alcoholism clippings from the magazine" Ogonek" above his work space.

And that"s just forever.