In the narrow range of secular tales of heroes is that Shalva knows something about life: it is brilliantly finished economic faculty of Moscow State University, he was the first in the USSR, translated by Vladimir Nabokov - the story "The Forgotten Poet" for the magazine Chess Review, he translated French poetry. In the early nineties, was invited to breakfast with Bush Sr., and at the same Rupert Murdoch called him at work. In short, the former deputy minister - enlightened oligarch and mothers chelovechische. Hypothesis "snookered by curators" and "ohmurili gallerists" there is not a rental. And if highly educated, talented, consistent and passionate people are not just investing in contemporary art, but also "radiates" from him, then maybe this really is something there, but we do not understand?

Guests Breus, reaching the Barvikha, showed respect the owner, and their eyes lit up the cry, the issue of "Pokrovsky Gates:" Sawa, writing something for you - what is all this necessary? "Representatives of the artists at the closed Rublevke not stand for them to the Belarusian railway station filed a special neat art-train to Barvikha. (Fellow Travelers later claim that the special train, manned by art bohemia - is stronger than Goethe's Faust, especially on the way back.)

As a result, creative people come to Barvihinsky culture house before anyone else and before the arrival local time to drink almost all the whiskey and brandy, and, apparently, eat all the glasses. Therefore, the capacity for the banker Aven Shalva Breus had to look in person.

The ceremony. In the foyer was turning his "Action" - there were security guards sitting in their suits. (Many of the oligarchs for two or three bouncers.) They share with each other frugal phrases. "Come in large numbers" journalists immediately took them for major baryg - as it is well known that the oligarch - a pood fists, tailored clothes and bull neck. Art-bohemians, wander over the DC, too, was pleased - so pleased that the rich faces a brick, or whether the case - we are highly spiritual. Meanwhile, these sharks of capitalism looked like browsers magazine "New Yorker". For example, a close friend of Mr Breus banker Peter Aven discharge in honor award almost to the nines, though never before seen in dandyism was not. Banker asked, after which he is so damned good, and he answered that he was going hunting.

Registration of the scene it seemed amusing - stylish cell, cells with ethno-jazz, flashing something - almost "The Adventures of Electronics". Leading Leonid Parfenov consistently beautiful, to hack-work did not fall, and its product - a roller-overture to Kandinsky Prize - was witty and laconic. Then came to the stage like a Valentine Tolkunova American kuratorsha with leaves in their hands. Her name was Valerie Hillings. Next to it was locked to Russian translator. He "made the evening" to everyone, including employers. And if the head of the "Kandinsky" would be converted in their time, Nabokov, and the arrows between Solntsevo and Podolsky, a translator with his tongue cut out in the spring would find in the forest belt.

Valerie Hillings detail zanudnichala. Translator irrelevantly carrying nonsense. Suddenly through the semolina flashed a familiar word "Churchill". At the Churchill suddenly woke up a neighbor singer Nino Katamadze and loudly guffawed. For him reproachfully turned Deputy Minister of Culture Pavel Khoroshilov. Shalva Breus translator labeled Brevusom. At the end of the twentieth somewhere Pages rapporteur flew out of his chest, like a big bird, God's name Putin. Hall sobbed hysterically. Almost doublets fluttered and surname Medvedev, and the audience clapped hysterically. Sketch "Hillings - translator" could be recognized миленько ridiculous, if you do not know that this is the most tiresome Valerie had just received from one of the emirates is not a ridiculous budget for the purchase of contemporary art - $ 600 million more than half a yard - there can be no laughing matter, restless thoughts are obsessed - that this chicken will do with the money? How to learn? There will be a "tyrevo" by us?

Tuva boy Eugene Antufiev - the author of works from the hair of mother and sister - thanked his mother and sister, apparently, by the hair. And he began to tell his dream, and again, not the night be remembered, appeared Putin and Medvedev. Following creators explained that as a result of their work get something "disturbing". Each laureate strove to speak. "Artists do not own quite timekeeping", - said Leonid Parfenov. Indeed, when is a modern artist, it's terrible. And because the language should be cut off not only the interpreter, but all artists, because a good artist - a mute artist, and the ceremony of "Kandinsky" is proved.

About one nominantok - Alexander Frolov - with its giant love gun, rings and raznotsvetitsey reminiscent of children's pyramid, excellent writer said Yegor Prosvirnin: "Imagine an above average user of the site" Li.Ru "which decided to postpone simpaffki and pozitivchik in real-latex form . In fact, all three submitted by the project merit a maximum of one post on the "fishkahnet" with a dozen smaylovyh comments "rzhaka!".

For the art community in this "rzhake" was a lively affair: who gets the wooden Collider or cargo container? We, the spiritual bankruptcy, lop-sided struggle between iPods and waste tanks was up lantern. The main prize would give the man who once invented esemeski. I only sent in the first half-hour-twenty, and all such as: "Where is poured?", "How much does a banquet?"; "Where a banquet?"; "Valim or uncomfortable?", "OK, roll forward and back.

In the middle of the ceremony from the hall neatly smylsya Pyotr Aven. Then also neatly returned. Then again. Who had gone on the trail found that one of the VIP-angles from the floor was poured. In another corner were found Uliana Zeitlin and "Forbes" Boris Belotserkovsky, also improves ppm. Alexander Gafin managed to download surpluses before the ceremony, and because the events were moved by it.
The winner in the main nomination Vadim Zakharov on stage rolled a philippics that in a nearby restaurant just did not get trays with creme brulee. When handing out a prize to Eugene Antufieva venerable artist Boris Orlov and quiet gentle voice, the people pass, after it was felt an inner strength and dignity. When reproved Zakharov, wanted to shout: "It is beautiful to lay down, sleep with words!" Art community nevertheless it Zakharova reprints and regarded as a milestone and fatal.

Zakharov said that first prize would have given him no, but artist Andrey monastery, surely, they say, it is unclear who is who in contemporary art! I had decided he did or raspolovinit, or transfer, without departing from the cashier, or the pathos becomes sifflet, but - right now - Fools derbanit soroket no.

And on the figure. Forty thousand euros - is for the art award of Russia a lot. Forty - it is not five or even seven, is more than the State Prize in this field. In addition, the first place will bring the artist to not bother with those filthy corrupt gallery owners, who only know that Fiakam yes Basel shorkatsya. Vadim Zakharov thugs, denounced and accused, but never said the word "thanks". He thanked the jury or, either the owner's premium, which in these same forty pieces and fork.

In the hall attended major collector of contemporary art Viktor Bondarenko. Once one of his phrases became airborne. "Lena, - said Mr. Bondarenko, his young lady - who takes money from the old fag, he still fag. Who accuses, convicts and presents, but that does not scruple to take the good, is a patented, well, ask the collector Bondarenko, who.

In the final speech, Vadim Zakharov said: "I was not lobbied, no gallery, no collector, neither Russia nor the West." And again, I just do not brutalized: Well, I think you and the fruit! Old-timers well remember how at the dawn of mast years, one of the first Moscow contemporary art began to take a spouse Forbes Igor Kesaeva Stella Kay. And she had a fairly well-known gallery Stella Art. Gallery this with Vadim Zakharov very worn. Actively exposed him promoted. Stella Kay even made him an exhibition in the Tretyakov Gallery. And then the staff "Stella" in private conversations began to say that the artist they just "merged" and even thank you for all the things done is not told.

"I hope that I won it for the position of" independent artist ", not the piece of wood and videos" - on that high note stands finished, and guests, including Marc Garber, Alexander Lyubimov, Valentin Yudashkin, Viktor Bondarenko and Peter Aven, rushed to the private supper club Prime Concept in Restaurant Avenue. Along the way they approached Shalva Breus and shook his hand. From handshake to handshake face host darkened. And the tenth lord his fingers Breus warned: "If somebody tells me that the ceremony" a little bit prolonged, then get in the forehead. Chambers I still beg off. And it was good so I will go between the eyes. "
Bozena Rynska

first took up the vanguard of the twenties. On the secondary market threw nemerenoe quantity of product, produce it in piles. I witnessed how the director of Bochum Museum sent a fax to the reproduction of paintings by Malevich. Director responded: where is the signature on the painting? The following fax arrived already signed.

The famous collection of Russian avant-garde gathered Khardzhiev, was secretly taken away from Moscow, is legal in the West through the efforts of stakeholders, while on the route has increased several times - it is difficult to draw additional boxes? Well-known experts in the vanguard earned attribution fakes - it gave a steady income. The homemade vanguard laundered through museum exhibitions and auctions - and the number of intermediaries in the transaction chain, not inferior to those involved in the sales of petroleum products.

But the real flowering of the art market is connected with the constant production of cheap energy - the so-called second avant-garde, a symbol of freedom of triumphant democracy. Andy Warhol's statement "In the future everyone will have fifteen minutes of fame" was a guide to production and marketing. In essence, the strategy of the contemporary art market repeats the financial strategy: replacing the gold standard for the paper equivalent. In the name of moving forward should be to print a lot of notes without security, will still make progress tomorrow to print new ones.

Outdated institutions (Ministry of Culture, Union of Artists) were reasonably replaced "schools curators" - collections of those who initiated the artistic process. Just as miners fence pegs mine site, curators identified land of pristine nature - the factory's future stars. Cancel a previous history of the arts, forget dismal landscape and portrait painters were so easily that the phrase "union of artists" get up the ghost barrack society. But we are now building a society of freedom and progress! But progress can only serve the current art, is not it? It should start from scratch - with only fragile souls, not encumbered knowledge of art history, you can take a step forward. Thus arose the project "modern art, standards-compliant art market of the developed capitalist countries.

However, in less than ten years, as the latter-day officials are exactly reproduced the algorithms of Soviet power: the logged in boards and commissions, have become friends, the mayor and bankers, overgrown with ties to the government. Now do not bother anyone that the government opens a sculptor Tsereteli Museum of Modern Art. What may be a contradiction? And do both - the actual art.

As the Democratic civilization is postulated that in art there is progress, but progress is self-expression, there was a direct sense to recruit young work force - but the old masters of production should not be forgotten. In the end, self-expression all the same.

Not long before Picasso's death, published a letter that does not like to quote, but when mentioned, give out as a joke genius. He wrote: "The real artists are Giotto and Rembrandt, I'm just a clown, who understood his time." Picasso rather bitterly described the postwar generation - the boys who love the brand new cars and sport, why such art? The phenomenon of art market has been reduced to a permanent entertainment - and this must meet. Anyone will be able to put on airs, will remain afloat, "others will not be recognized as artists." The letter caused a lot of noise: the author - a very famous artist (though a few Delayed toward new American counterparts, while fashion just moved to the States). Well-known critic said the artist open letter "by Picasso, you're laughing at us!". The critic tried to prove the artist, that art is invulnerable: "Excuse me, art is immortal! And your doves, your harlequins, your lovers? ". Picasso died, a dispute remains unresolved. Accommo artist a little longer and bear to watch a show alliance with the Hermitage Guggenheim Museum in Las Vegas, he would have found an answer ...."
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