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Interesting remarks about his personal work and surroundings, as
being a man responsive, while at the same time, it was pretty straightforward.

"Requiem for grinding buldozeraOn appeared in Novgorod in 1950 and immediately attracted the attention of the townspeople: medium height, stout, with a small brush mustache on his face and continued rounded skullcap on his head in the summer, or a knitted cap - in the cold. Almost always on his shoulder hung a a box of paints and brushes. This was the artist Semyon Pustovoitov.

He wrote watercolor churches of Novgorod. He painted pictures for academic exhibitions and a small picture-postcard, who generously gave away all his friends. One of them, and hangs in my home. Pustovoitov worked incessantly, lived only in creativity, and their friends when they needed his assistance.

Temples in the works Pustovoitova quiet the ringing of bells ringing, floating in the gray-blue sky Novgorod, complaining about how people in poverty and wretchedness. On the hard life of the artist's state of mind becomes aware of his letters to friends, including those who lived nearby - across the street or on the other side of the Volkhov.

"... On Monday, I want do not want to go with a big board to write sheet watercolor. This need is the call of destiny, and then sit not: no one except me will not write the ruins and backyards, churches and streets of the old Novgorod , Niagara Falls erased buildings and time. " "We have to have to work until the coffin lid is not slammed. All annoying: dry ink, as in sugar land, mountains of papers, and writing and watercolor" Battle on the Ice "is not and will not force. Alas, this is not old ..."

"But poverty is to be surrounded by the creator. I in Novgorod Kant's fool."

"I gave 55 years of the battle against poverty and nits, but now, when before my eyes, only some churches of Novgorod, you only need to burn and burn to avoid the stench and smoke, lighting and other examples of selfless service to Novgorod." "I did not do anything other than churches will not, because they are so, for what you can live and die for truth, and no bastard I do not blame the fact that I was a prostitute in art or cheating on the fashionable topic. Let any bastard at twenty degrees of frost to contend with me to write in meter watercolors. "

"Now I run a fever with a sketchbook, pencils in the city, as many wooden houses demolished everywhere, and Resurrection is about to sing a requiem settlement under the grinding bulldozer and fire. We must do everything to sketch, for the destruction of old does not bother anyone."

"In the spring, before traveling to Paris Leonid Brezhnev, there was an idea - the album is my gift of France, and Helsinki. But the first album was on cheap paper, and he went to the central interior for export. And the next, and landed in France That's ... I got 150 rubles. for him. only poverty, but poverty and injustice give birth to true art, and other breeds hypocrisy. I am happy that my 20 churches have in my life are about Lautrec and Van Gogh, inhabited by great-grandchildren Impressionists ".

He was never satisfied with his work, always wanted to do something new and better. Over the years, people have become accustomed to the artist, fell in love with, the authorities began to show attention. Forty years after his arrival in Novgorod, in 1991, Semyon Ivanovich Pustovoitova, a member of the Union of Artists, was named an honorary citizen of our city. This title - Peace Award old war veteran, party battles at Staraya Russa, marked a major soldier of valor - the Order of Glory III degree.

In at number 30 on the Great St. Petersburg street where he lived until 1995 Distinguished Artist, a memorial plaque. His artistic heritage found refuge at the Center for Musical Antiquities - another artist Vladimir Povetkin. In hundreds of watercolors razdarennyh he lives among us.

Irina Savinov "