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Ludmila Kafanova (New York):
Virtue does not always triumph ... (Painter Vladimir Weisberg) -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------- In the early 60's I became increasingly, and with pleasure, to visit the exhibition of nonconformist artists - legal, semi-legal and completely subject to prohibition. Now these artists are called "second Russian avant-garde", the exhibition of their works are in the best galleries in the world. And then, as they write art criticism, "the artist's work was more to him than art, and often more expensive than life itself." For us - their fans and groupies, these shows were like a breath of fresh air into the stifling atmosphere of sickening socialist realism. Each of these artists was a talented, inventive, original. But I was particularly attracted to the works of Vladimir Veisberg ... I did not know him, never saw him again, but could not tear his eyes from his paintings, and every time when they learned that somewhere exhibited artist captivated me, rushed to look at his new things. Once I was invited to dinner at another Moscow home on the occasion of the publication of a new book of his master. Presenting guests with me that I was not familiar, the owner took me to a young man with blond hair, beautiful face of unusual and wonderful dark-gray eyes. "And that Volodya Weisberg," - said the owner of the house. Staring at Volodya with every manifestation of delight on his face, I immediately told him my admiration for what I saw ... At the table we were close. Volodya did not give the impression talkative person. He is more silent, listening and looking at each speaker, and then, slowly, spoke (for all whether the table or just for me - I do not know). All his comments were noted mind, keenly observant, are imbued with humor - a little rough, but disclosed the subject of conversation with some unexpected side. When I started to leave, Volodya asked: "Will you go with you, madam?" Madame allowed, and together we got to my gate. (I then lived on the street of Kirov, in the house VKhUTEMAS, where he once grew Boris Leonidovich Pasternak, opposite the Moscow Post Office and next to the famous tea shop). Exchanged phone numbers, we said goodbye to Volodya. Observing the bon ton, Volodya waited two days and calling, asked what my plans. I said that an hour later walk out and head in the case of the Moscow Conservatory. Weisberg offered to accompany me. I do not hide the joy, agreed. Before the conservatory on foot, and I "is buried in Volodins conversations. Calls and provozhaniya me that way and that imperceptibly acquired a certain consistency. Once Weisberg said he wanted to draw my portrait. "Oh-oh-oh," I said, flattered. "You have to come to my studio to pose. Nu" - calmly said Weisberg. I laughed. Then I was not ready for this and suggested that Volodya paint a portrait of my son, who, in my mind, just came to the golden-pink palette, in which the artist was working. But Volodya my proposal is not inspired. Realizing that our relations continue walking on the streets is unlikely to advance, Volodya became less frequent calls, and meet with me even less ... My life spun good winds. I separated from her husband - the poet and translator Alexis Kafanova. Following this, we are out of the apartment at the Kirov, which were not happy, moved into a beautiful apartment in Podsosensky lane. And then miraculously fate brought her into my life Rem Bayer (Roman Romanov). We have once again changed the apartment, and having lived in it only two years, flew into exile. All of this turbulent time, I Veisberg not seen and not heard. Possible, and he lost sight of me in this cycle. Time flew. I have thirty-five years lived in New York. Once came to me the artist Basil Kafanov - my stepson and stepbrother of my son Alyosha. We sat together. Vasya sipping cognac, and we talked about the different varieties. I told him (the word had) that Vladimir Weisberg asked me to pose for him for my portrait. Nu. I refused. "I'm sorry - shook his head, Vasya. - If you had this portrait, you could sell it today for a million dollars. Weisberg - one of the most expensive artists of those decades." "Well, why not, that really is not ...", - philosophically I said. Vasya drank brandy, goodbye and left. I zatoskovala. No, not "lost" millions. I did not have had a million dollars, and nothing. Lived, and so - comfortably, at your pleasure. But ... took on the evil itself: why I was admitted as a limited provincial stupid? (She lived in the province with his aunt. /Now these girls you will not find. "N. Erdman). And it was a shame that did not find neither the time nor the place to say Weisberg as he liked me as well, I was comfortable with him. As I'm sorry about what happened. Now, nothing to fix. Painter Vladimir Weisberg died in 1985, lived only 61 years old. By today's standards - absolutely nothing. And even if not dead ... "What is past will never come ...". Yes, virtue is not always triumphs, and sometimes (and even very often) gives rise to a belated regrets and useless self-flagellation. For that he deserves to be, and is, punished along with vice. http://www.chayka.org/article.php?id=2677 |
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Interesting story, and what morality?
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The question that troubled heroine? Prospect of being in bed or a strange way to offer this? If an artist meet and see off in order to drag in the bed under the pretext of writing NUDE, then it describes as a person? If, however, greeted and escorted not for this then why cool? Why did not feel that the girl and so ready? The first two pictures were sold in 2010 at a price of around $ 70-100 m. The third and fourth is exactly what is not resolved, our heroine's story. Sold in 2007 to around 300 m. $ So what about the million until it was too early to think about. But great picture, I think prices will reach a million. |
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By the way, interesting, and what the prospects are for the most stepson? http://www.kafanov.com/ http://www.myartspace.com/blog/2007/...y-kafanov.html (Interview in English. Lang.) Basil Kafanov and Billy Corgan (Smashing Pumpkins) |
[QUOTE=Konstantin; 1339831] The question that troubled heroine?
I think that just confused the proposal to strip naked. If you do not Prof. model, it requires a certain audacity - and suddenly that is wrong with the body? After all, we are not perfect. You would, Constantine, agreed to pose for "nude"? |
Moral of this story strange: when the offer to strip - take off your clothes, perhaps, come into the story. And the choice between virtue and history should be committed unequivocally in favor of the latter, otherwise will be "punished". Although exactly how I did not understand ... Regrets that he had acted in good conscience? The fact that a hundred years no one will see naked? Hm.
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In the story remains the muse, wife, femme fatale. But not the model. |
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I read all this, too, thought - the hell has sold "naked" Veisberg? Now frankly stifling toad ... |
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If only the latter are not worthy to be established: |
I still think that in all this tearjerker is not and can not be no morality. Personally, I do not cause any Sympathy. Rather slight bewilderment. Sorry about mistakes made - to do another one. Yes, and strange some regret - that could not be close to a future celebrity. It's that - a purpose in life?
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discussion moved on, "10 reasons to pose for the artist."
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