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Dear Sirs,
Discussion stickers and nadstavok in the works of artists in the theme "Otroshchenko", led me to the idea appeal to you to. Maybe who knows history, or tries to assume - why we have now in this form. Canvas slashed, and then assembled (glued) on plywood by the artist himself (as hereinafter prescribed loss and the signature on the back of plywood). The painting was preobretena the widow of the artist and stamped in the whole re-lit in this way.

Sandro
The simplest explanation, it happens, something the author did not like his job, and maybe not in the mood was, perhaps envious, or to spite someone slashed canvas, and then the artist restores it.
And who's the author?

The picture is data.

Sandro, is difficult to say exactly, but it is one of the Muslim shrines in Uzbekistan, where, as a rule, buried very revered in the Islamic world of the saints, but kommunyaki all destroyed in the 20-40-gg. May and now izrezali.V Russia has thousands of icons burned at this time ..

Our version is as follows: Samokhvalov wrote this sketch during a joint visit to Central Asia in 1921. with their teacher Petrov-Vodkin (he has a picture from the same point, now in the Russian Museum). Samokhvalov was under strong pressure from the genius of their teacher, as mentioned in the diaries or letters (must specify), while he still has not found himself in painting. After this trip he fell ill with malaria, which has strengthened dipressiyu - and perhaps then he cut the picture, either during the illness, whether in anger that he should not write as he wants, but using the principle of "spherical perspective" .

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Eugene, the picture was kept, like, all the time in the family.

Sandro, A job Samokhvalova excellent, a real masterpiece ..

Yes, Kuzma Sergeevich was not a gift.

It is quite possible version. (If the picture was from the outset in the family.)

I agree, the other versions and can not be if the picture at all times been in the family, not such a rarity and when the artist himself to destroy their work because they were dissatisfied.

Looks like all geniuses - no gifts, but only endows us with gifts: D

Sandro, I only remember one painting porezanuyu.
IN Kramskoy "Nekrasov during the" Last Song ", GTG ,77-78.
This is where the poet reclining on cushions.

Tana, but can he cut it, when someone (such as the exhibition record of the trip) said, in passing, "Well, just shows that the student Kuzma Sergeevich" or "what is he could not even write from another point ... " etc.

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Why Kramskoi it cut? is in the annals?

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Cyril Syzransky, so that I found: "At first thought Kramskoy limited to small format, but in the process of working to increase the size of the canvas, nadshivaya it from all sides."

This is a known history. He began painting a portrait of the poet is already dying. Well, let's say, very patient. Bust. They are two portraits of the artist famous. One with folded hands, a textbook.
In short, Tretyakov, January 77 th, the requested write Nekrasov, he was already terminally ill. In February, he began to write. There were several sessions of 10-15 minutes. Kramskoy Nekrasov had intended to write on pillows.
That's when everything started to run into him and he limited himself to the image of one head.
And after Kramskoi finished bust, he returned to his plan. The picture has a date-, March 3, 77 "is not a date of completion of the picture, and date of the last poem of the cycle.
Then he cut his head, undulating, repeating the circuit. Cut a large canvas, there vkleel fragment from his head and finished the picture. Nekrasov died in December. 27 of the 77-th city
A Kramskoi speed finished the portrait.
That's quickly written, chaotically.
Again, for some people it may seem "nonsense", probably, but it is a fact.

Cyril Syzransky, thank you very much, as we are reminded, immediately began to remember the lecture Tretyakov Gallery.

"Soon I will spoil decay.
Hard to die, to die well;
Do not ask for anyone's pity,
Yes, and no one will miss it. "
This is just a "Paras" Nekrasov.
I have a child this book probably knew by heart, and still love, I confess.