By the mid-1950s, the constant pressure mode to the cultural life and is too close attention to the officials of the culture (and police) to work the Pacific led to a serious mental disorder, persecution complex and creative impotence. Many times he threw away and destroyed paintings in the 1960s, ceased to care about their appearance, finally lost interest in drawing and painting and began to study photography.

Silent camera designed plywood, cardboard, drainage pipes, coils out of yarn, children's telescopes and lenses from old spectacles, parts fastened with glue and assembled in the street asphalt. With this camera he stole pictures of women - quickly, quietly and with a sufficiently large distance. The study of women's nature was the main and only motive of his work.

Quiet own framed photo. From paper bags, newspapers, book pages, drawings and cardboard he was doing a substrate suitable color to the pictures. Then the artist pasted a picture or cut out the frame. After getting a picture mat, he painted the colors of his or colored pencils. From the press release

By the mid-1950s, the constant pressure mode to the cultural life and is too close attention to the officials of the culture (and police) to work the Pacific led to a serious mental disorder, persecution complex and creative impotence. Many times he threw away and destroyed paintings in the 1960s, ceased to care about their appearance, finally lost interest in drawing and painting and began to study photography.

Silent camera designed plywood, cardboard, drainage pipes, coils out of yarn, children's telescopes and lenses from old spectacles, parts fastened with glue and assembled in the street asphalt. With this camera he stole pictures of women - quickly, quietly and with a sufficiently large distance. The study of women's nature was the main and only motive of his work.

Quiet own framed photo. From paper bags, newspapers, book pages, drawings and cardboard he was doing a substrate suitable color to the pictures. Then the artist pasted a picture or cut out the frame. After getting a picture mat, he painted the colors of his or colored pencils. From the press release

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None of the exhibition the Pacific, nor about the Pacific, we are neither diagnosed insane, or professional psychiatrists should not even talk. Still less should it look, because there is a hypothesis (not confirmed, but not discarded) that insanity is contagious. The fact that psychiatrists will eventually become crazy - it's a fact, but the fact that in psychiatry are people with serious mental disorders, it is also a fact.


Yet it should be noted that psychiatry serious researchers do not believe in science. Psychiatrists do not know what a soul, and, of course, do not cure the soul: and all their manipulation of the patient is likely to - fraud. Now that you understand how we are going to look ridiculous, seriously discussing the photos of Pacific Internet space, the Internet community? In its place we would be only in a madhouse, but I hope we go there yet.

Why is it crazy, we show in the guise of modern art? Why are so crazy attracts artists? Why do contemporary artists are struggling to feign madness? Why are they risking their health, take drugs? Because the artists who had no talent, no new artistic ideas. First, because they do not have the genius of Picasso, which changes artistic styles, such as gloves, and secondly, because the market, enslaved art requires not just new ideas - he wants this crazy ideas, disturbing the public, like a drug.

Contemporary art should not be a drug, it eventually will become a drug, because it has invested huge money. Trading in contemporary art has become very profitable and prestigious. But this is just the tip of the iceberg. The main thing is that contemporary art has long been an ideology. We have a whole generation, brought up largely in contemporary art. Its influence is much greater than stupefy the influence of the church, and is comparable to stupefy the influence of the Communist Party's propaganda machine. In its best years.

 Ninetieth year can be roughly considered the year of "great change": not only collapsed the Soviet ideology has collapsed, we can say the whole Soviet culture, not only collapsed the Berlin Wall collapsed, all the barriers and Russia confidently and enthusiastically opened the West in all its nakedness.

Finally, she felt a little, taste and touch, corrupting Western influence which she had just heard, from which it carefully guarded shy and timid Soviet power. Since 1990, as mushrooms began to appear in Moscow, the gallery of modern art, traditions were broken up, too, forced the artists life "restructuring" or go to the superintendent. "Sex", which in the Soviet Union did not speak soberly, boldly went to the scene of erotic theaters, on TV and cinema screens. The sexual revolution has occurred, we immediately and overlap, but are not bestowed upon us free love, no love, willingly went to the market and created a sex-slaves. Freedom and slavery - two sides of one coin, too, dream of free artists to sell. The only point in price.

Making art is like making love - just different fruits, payment, satisfaction, and destiny. But somehow I'm talking about art, though it would be interesting to talk about the love.

I'm kidding. In fact, talk about love and art are equally useless. But such is the disgusting nature of humanity, some people are doing something, while others write about them, some thoughtless and happy to absorb the divine food, and other hungry swallowing saliva, sweetly write "a tasty and healthy food," earning his writings ulcer stomach and forced to sit on a diet. Comparisons can be multiplied, but it's better not to continue.

So I'm talking about art.

Why pull crazy on stage? And why there was absurdist literature? And who needs a theater of the absurd? And why in the art exhibition brought a urinal? It was only the beginning, but the years have passed and there was, one might say, the heavy industry of art from the debris of civilization.

What is the cause of the strained efforts of the artistic elite look crazy? Again, the lack of original talent, the inability to give birth to artistic images. Impress the viewer artistic discovery difficult. It is much easier to hit him literally knocking on the head with a log. Fortunately, the method of destruction of spectators until the billet is not recognized by the art and not included in the arsenal of techniques of modern art. We know this firsthand - and Russia has created its "actual" characters, unfortunately, not only in art but also in politics is not going to save them. This is understandable: the difference between them is erased, and they are about to merge in ecstasy. We'll even see how to replace the art of politics, and instead of the Political Bureau will rule over us, say hudsovet. Marat Gelman, rushing between politics and art, will take its place, and Sviblova, may realize his true destiny and tighten the reins tighter, and we will only have a bite to eat in silence at the bit. "History - maw tomb," as the great poet. But I hasten to make you happy not-for-all, someone else is desperate to frolic. And I write this not very seriously. Also rezvlyus.

Viktor Shklovsky, our big and original thinker, a friend of Mayakovsky and, of course, "lefovets," coined the term "estrangement" and explained why it should be art. A strange theater, strange art, strange books, strange music - awakened the sleeping and forced to take another look at the familiar and already bored the world worried about a heavy cord bourgeois nonsense. They are not beaten over the head with a log, but achieved a similar result. Forced to wake up, wipe clean the brains and eyes. Occasionally it is, indeed, be done. To do this, and make the revolution in art. But when you everyday beating a log on the head or "heavy metal" on the eardrums, then gradually you cease to perceive the world around us, and feel just blows log. The brain also grows dull and no longer distinguish the nuances. In the future, when such a systematic treatment of human art so inhumane it should degrade in a callous and feeble-minded creature that successfully substitute for intelligent robots.

If this is one of the goals of progress, contemporary art is progressive, but those who are not satisfied with such progress should be wary of such a strong media arts. Madness and art - this is a separate and very interesting topic. It is possible that the art is not a form of human consciousness, and one of the manifestations of his madness. (Excuse my bold hypothesis).

Psychiatrists have long interested in the fine art of crazy, trying to understand the mechanism and the creativity of the human brain, and find it damaged parts. By drawing the patient psychiatrist can diagnose, but still does not help the patient. There is a stage of accumulation of material, the patients are not treated as observed, the symptoms described. The human brain - an enigma, and the soul - solid darkness. Art is mentally ill - is the most precise, deliberate, and at the same time a sincere reaction to brain damage and may be shaken and soul to the world.

Art mad, which is called art brut, that is pure, naive art, it is not disfigured by intellect, not at first looked out of the walls of hospitals, but later escaped and is still imprisonment. There were albums and books on this particular art. Probably there were also exhibitions, but the market, it seems, is not horrible. Although now everything is possible. Contemporary art tends to approach the art brut. Sometimes it becomes almost indistinguishable from it, and sometimes even surpasses him with his feigned madness. I was delighted, but not happy, because I know what flour feels relatively normal person, when he tries to feign madness. Why so tormented, if there is an old proven way - a log on the head?

For most Pacific art was his salvation, art therapy, and think it is his life, and to extend. His art - is the story of his illness, told them, but the disease can not be mocked. Medical history - this is not a literary genre, and they do not publish for curious readers. On the contrary there is a medical mystery that protects patients from the invasion of their privacy.

As for the exhibition of the Pacific, it is usual provocation. His clumsy shots we give to art and even a model, and calling the high prices for which they were purchased, and provoke us in this work. After watching this show, I think most people would say, and I can. But the provocation consists in the fact that your images will not buy.

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