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I understood everything that happened today, should be judged just on my personal position, an artist from the Internet goes offline. Otherwise, all that happened is incomprehensible.
I must say, it was the most bizarre Opening day in which I participated in my life :-)
 Scheme as at the opening of Peter Tsvetkov - all friends, artists, critics, collectors gather at a certain time, to make speeches, and then all of a sip of wine (or wine), to communicate and disagree, in my case was quickly smashed to smithereens .
People with whom I have repeatedly phoned and dogovorivalsya presence and speech, or not come at all, or come to 1.5-2 hours later. Accordingly, the friends that came before and were expecting a traditional beginning, started to leave. It is logical to expect that well, so they leave and all zakonchitsya.Odnako and this pattern was broken to pieces.
People walked and walked, ran first leg on the 100 wine glasses, then a color transparent glasses - 100 pieces, the second line of statistics-serving, so we went in the course of plastic cups and pieces of them out 50. How many were just people? I do not know ... Many, from 50 to 80, but this amount was spread out for 4 hours.
The last four, the good guys, the artists came without 15 minutes 8. I said, "Guys, I poured the remains, if you drink a bottle of wine for 5 minutes until the lights went out, I will open a new!"
 The scheme - people come from the internet, we learn, embrace, they say, I'm a forum nickname "John-curve", but actually my name is Lena, was immediately broken to pieces. In general, people did not want to see and reveal where they came from, who they are and what they want, "They invited us, we came and who we are, do not say!"
There was interest 30-40. Regards to the mysterious dark-haired man standing for 4:00 in front of my paintings. He did not go to other rooms, did not drink heavily, no one talked, he just went from work to work and stood silently, staring. Four hours. Hopefully, he saw something important, in principle, I've tried.
 It's time to say thank you forum users with AI. When I spoke with them, I returned to the ground. Overall, I was inadequate, although one was drinking pure water.
 Because of this the number of people had a strong personality, they began to form flows around them. Directed by Leonid Kazavchinsky, professor, author of 100 films, Honored Artist of Russia was doing, why he had come, the film about the artists included here with the staff with looking at us Natta Konyshev and my interview, and talk in front of a microphone and camera artists
Faith Yelnitskiy, Yana Poklad, Tatiana Ipatenko. In Leonid were difficult questions, I spoke long and awkward. Actually, for me it's the main lesson of Vernissage, I'm not ready to become a public figure, I can not put it briefly, in two lines, and clearly not shy and clamp the camera and microphone. This pipe must learn and have specifically calls.
Spigo and Tasha gathered around himself a circle and discussed vividly the moment.
 Were my customers were the gallery owners, were the poets, was a girl from Washington (privet!) were given champagne, books, catalogs, candy, flowers, thank you very much, I'll read it, osvoyu.
People tried to say nice words and speech, thank you all, I remember!

 Many meetings, many people all say thank you and salaam! I could not talk with all the dignity, but people and
Events were deposited in my head, I remember everything, and certainly all be back. As soon as the madness is a light, known as personal exhibition.


P.S. Sold another work between importation of wine boxes and utensils. For another give-dollar declined.
There was a squabble over some Artmane.
 Snow-white Christmas tree that I bought and along the Old New Year, give protection, they will gladly take it.

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Vladimir, thanks for the great photo!
Red marks on these Artmane Artmane-sold-sold an empty space.

L-ana64110, I suspect so, too, but I feel sick thinking about it.
I do not impoverished, and my work - even in Africa will remain in my work will shine, and their joy.