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Valentin Vorobiev "Bulldozer performance"
Bulldozer performance in 1974 remains a dark, overgrown absurd myths matter of a handful of artists.
The feat 26 Panfilov heroes who defended Moscow in the 41-th year, has become a textbook fact. In their honor named streets, schools, hospitals, and about the artists, "changed the face of public life", as rightly observes this event party Vitaly Komar, just really do not know.
I have no way to restore a complete picture of performance, but remember personal, to share experience necessary. I would like to see other surviving members of this wonderful presentation at the Moscow wasteland followed my example.
Floor Plan "outdoors" were young and nobody famous artists who worked a pair - Komar and Melamid. In the summer of seventy-fourth share their thoughts with the mathematician Viktor Tupitsyn, jeweler Igor Masterkova and Sasha Rabin, the son of illegal painter Oscar Rabin. Mathematician Tupitsyn told friends:
- Youth - an excellent thing, but we need an experienced standard-bearer, a well-known abroad, man!
All agreed that we should persuade Oscar Rabin.
In most zatee young guys nothing new there.
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For years, exhibited in the nice days, students of art schools, inviting the workers and farmers. Craftsmen and women selling "khokhloma" and "Palekhov" in the markets. In the parks of culture and recreation "in the open air" competitions were held for the best children's drawing. But it was a routine of Soviet actions, and not a holiday free creativity. Show proscribed, persecuted art publicly - that was the zest, the blow with a strong political protest.
Moscow underground, made up of various groups and clans, has not been a single aesthetic school, not a single "family", tied oath of allegiance. The originator of the company knew full well that such things are necessary for the big names of the underground: The Lion Kropiwnicki, Ernst Unknown, Ilya Kabakov, Leo Nussberg - but they are one after another declined to ideas emanating from the young adventurers.
- One week we stayed on the phone - says former St. Petersburg artist Yuri Zharkikh - but not really happened. From giants came the "Rabin is a cunning and Kompashki", "political outing", "think carefully". We spit on conservative celebrities, and sent a letter to the Moscow City Council on behalf of our group.
Collect powerful fist underground proved impossible and, as demonstrated in the future, do not need to do the dirty work under the autumn rain. It wisely allowed to drift, all announce the forthcoming exhibition.
2 September a reception at the Brazilian embassy had come Oscar Rabin and cheerfully exclaimed:
- Well, the old guard who wants to appear on the Red Square?
Boris Sveshnikov, an experienced artist with the camp the past, immediately rejected the proposal and wished all success. Head of illegal Academy of Arts Vaska Lamplighter (Vasily Sitnikov) adopted a proposal on the condition that no objection to his doctor.
Without questioning and conditions I agreed.
Red Square, I was amazed. Every day, thousands of tourists pass by the graves of the leaders of the world revolution. At the same time they could stare at our pictures. Arrest for violation of public order, I was not embarrassed.
Sept. 5 at the first gathering of participants showing at the suggestion of mathematician and patron Victor Tupitsyna Red Square has, despite my objections to Belyaevsky wasteland - faceless, marginal seat, where does the capital and began woods, fields and ravines. Out of professional solidarity, I signed an agreement pledging to give away a dozen copies of the foreigners. List of exhibitors, announced in the invitation, never appeared in print and read as follows: 1. Oscar Rabin. 2. Eugene Rukhin. 3. Vladimir Nemukhin. 4. Lydia Masterkova. 5. Hope Elskaya. 6. Yuri Zharkikh. 7.Aleksandr Rabin. 8. Boruch Steinberg. 9. Alexander Melamid. 10. Vitaly Komar. 11. Anatoly Brusilovsky. 12. Vasily Sitnikov. 13. Valentin Vorobiev. 14. Igor Masterkov-choline.
For someone unfamiliar with the Soviet underground culture of subordination and metaphysics, the names listed in alphabetical disorder, means a preliminary sketch, but in fact in this list lies the iron logic of totalitarianism.
Team headed by "bearer" of the underground Oscar Rabin, as the Communist Party headed by "the undisputed leader Leonid Brezhnev. This is followed by a young and ambitious Eugene Rukhin. This was the only St. Petersburg abstraktivist, log in Moscow "dipart, tightly closed to outsiders. For a couple of years of hard siege, deftly avoiding the dangerous and cunning ambush advice, this prolific and competent self-taught man climbed into profitable clip "Lianozovo circle" and became a help secure it. To the envy of the elderly underground Rukhin able to exhibit abroad and become insidious enemies. In August 76 th, they burned him alive in the basement of Leningrad.
In the early 70's in Soviet art came naturally crisis associated with the change of generations. Accumulated thousands of graduates and street artists. They are hopelessly bursting into state "creative alliances", where the Mafia was sitting tight, not wanting to share the profits with a young warlike people. They are like mad climbed into the narrow slit of the underground, on the fly while reconstructing realism to abstraction. People who brewed illicit trade, like their official enemies, long-matured, well fed profession and did not need to start genius without a place in life. Starik Rabin, in contrast to his colleagues early in his heavy, constantly drawn to the youth. He made friends with a young beautiful Nadia Elskoy (No. 5), draw, under his leadership, and immediately found a common language with the young hot, Rukhin, Komar, Melamid, Viktor Tupitsyn who sought contact with the outside world.
Boruch Steinberg
Best of all, I knew Borukh.
Since childhood, he was writing poetry and prose, but ate Applied work as a loader, ditch digger, carpenter. Ambitious mechanic, the son of a prisoner of the gulag, he was constantly moved in underground circles, not knowing really where to make the golden hands. Собутыльники не раз давали ему глупые советы поучиться рисованию с простым карандашом в руках. For a long time could not imagine that in Moscow you can thrive, not owning pencil drawings.
In winter, 68-year I visited his basement workshop and learned Borukh do carpentry "objects".
When a Brazilian diplomat, unfastened him a hundred rubles for "black chip", which corresponded to the monthly salary of a carpenter, Boruch became unrecognizable. Using well-established links of the black market, he quickly made a fortune, bought an apartment, a dacha, a car, changed his wife, but wanted more fame and power.
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In the Bulldozer list, "he was a typical companion, an independent businessman, who despised the upstart Rukhin and its patrons. On Wednesday, September 11, having lost all hope to survive the St. Petersburg opponent to the back of glory, he slammed the door, all accused of cowardice and no longer appeared.
Known Chrysostom Moscow shops, antiquarian and author of revenue erotic collages Toll Brusilovsky (No. 11) was "a member of three unions" and, therefore, face bonded. He deceived the old man's appeal of Rabin, but when a representative assembly was made by a collector of "Nonconformist" Alexander Glezer a lecture on international situation, the Bar could not resist:
- I do not play with an epileptic!
And most did not see him. One day before the scandal, he was advised by telephone that "Comrade Dudnik" (Head MOSKh) does not recommend its members to exhibit in a vacant lot.
Mysterious doctor Vaska-lamplighter (number 12) sent a famous patient to collect mushrooms until the first frost.
Thus, using randomly drawn band and personal ambitions of artists, the authorities discord and confusion before entering the wasteland.
Numbered 13, according to popular belief, signifying unlucky number, wrote me. At gatherings, I tried to protest, demanding a "good" number. I was tempted to spit on the idea and did not come, but my actions could be interpreted as a betrayal and a direct connection with the gang Borukh, which self-styled political instructor Glezer buzz all ears. I was left to chance and to the end.
Occult closed the table (number 14) beginner jeweler and designer Igor Masterkov-Choline, who dreamed of opening a fashionable atelier somewhere in Vienna or London. His ears were pulled into the men's mother, Lidiya Masterkova (No. 4), which confirms its plodding fatalism in the case, and former stepfather Nemukhin, who himself was not averse to warm up to her fading interest in "world opinion".
"Sophisticated operation" lay out quite openly and publicly and muddled in Moscow "hruschobe" at the gates of the Transfiguration, where the family lived Rabin and often stayed Rukhin and hot.
At the entrance toptun always loomed in the gray hat.
In the flat, painted in brown, the color hut hung a carved icon with a smoky lamp. On the shabby couch dozing fat Nemukhin, occasionally opening eyelids. The phone, bowing his head shaved, was on duty Rabin-Senior. In the kitchen, circling unknown men with grocery string bags, for the thrifty uncorking bottles of beer. Debutants Underground - Elskaya, Tupitsyn, Komar and Melamid - continually smelly tar cigarettes and a crowd rushed to a narrow corridor when the door cracked bell.
At gatherings of actors and extras performance and his men were photographers Igor Palmin and Lenya Talochkin, philosophical advice which for some reason, everyone listened.
Two weeks of anxious waiting seven times I was with Rabin and always saw the drunkard Dimka Plavinsky, distinguished and ruthless "dipartista, shall not take part in, or in conversation.
So in the steep batch of absurdity to the station worked our bulldozer strategists.
At the last mobile brigade on September 13, we sat up late, waiting in vain authorized courier Mossovet. It was a busy TREPOV prices for paintings by Salvador Dali, whom we never saw, the pitiful fate of Solzhenitsyn in the West, where not read in Russian. Opening the bottle, galdeli, please call one of Israel detained, while others delivered to your home? City of Leningrad - the provincial capital of the hole or advanced? Who really Andrei Amalric - an informer or a dissident? To give a bribe for a cooperative - or Kanevskomu Drobitsky?
By midnight, was a Swedish journalist, pimply young man in a filthy white coat. His applaud, seated under a carved icon of vying with each other and began to explain the disposition landing in a vacant lot, not forgetting American pacifists and Leo Tolstoy's theory of nonviolent resistance to evil.
These gatherings with delirious talk, according to Vitaly Komar, not only carefully listened to the authorities, but without a twinge of conscience when they quoted the case.
In the coveted Sunday 15 September German journalist Arno Mayer picked me up and a couple of Chinese Jews, who wished to cover up my work in the war, and drove a Mercedes at.
All night the rain, and our wasteland into a dirty puddle with rotten bushes in the middle. On a hillock smoked blackened fire. In the dense fog could be seen the couple trucks with green seedlings out in the cold, sickly dredge and dark silhouette bulldozer. Around heavy equipment, bristling with shovels, pitchforks and rakes, and froze formidable enemy - the diggers and gardeners as a great power. Retreat was impossible. Behind the diplomatic corps was going to a profitable and desirable television, and stood in front of armed Russian people. I am Chinese and my neighbors on the right flank, Komar & Melamid, with pictures of the trail moved to the enemy. Before we enter into a dirty puddle, as the trucks began to growl menacingly and voluminous diggers shouting "Kill the Jews and save Russia!" Began to destroy us one by one. A fierce hero thrust his shovel into my defenseless painting and in disgust threw in the dirt, as George the grass snake.
Forgetting about the tactics of Leo Tolstoy, was unanimously adopted at a general meeting, I slammed athlete in the nose. He roared, howled, and wiping the bloody snot, called comrades. Four of them I easily knocked down, stabbed with a pitchfork favorite cap, Namyan sides and Jars of all members of the famously thrown into a puddle.
Alien friend, we remove people's massacre scene, the heroes traveled to the teeth and broke the camera. A couple of my Chinese bodyguards fled their homes.
Floundering in a foul puddle, I saw one eye as a luxurious painting Masterkova flew into the back of dump truck, where she was immediately trampled as a bunch of manure. Most plywood Komar and Melamid's depiction of a dog Laika and Solzhenitsyn enemy broke for firewood and basely threw into the fire. Right and left flank, leaving the art at the mercy of thugs, a fighting retreat to a safe sidewalk.
Prudent coryphaeus "diparta" Nemukhin not unwinding its artistic baggage, staring at the carnage from afar.
Since late hour in the dogfight come dressed as a wedding Eugene Rukhin, beauty Elskaya and Rabin, senior, on the move opened up the picture to display. Dark bulldozer silence was waiting for the hunters to battle, raised his steel helmet and roared. Hysterical Elskaya screamed, rushing to a formidable technique. Courageously, without bending, walking Rukhin, for him - Oscar Rabin with his head held high, both ready to tame a bulldozer.
An hour later, the war fighters are tired and retreated to the rear.
A motley crowd of onlookers broke up into piles, pushing the muddy wasteland, loudly discussing shattering event.
Final cleanup of the battlefield took up fire. For half an hour of ice shower, they were able to disperse the crowd of artists and onlookers. Rat gardeners and workmen quietly saddled trucks and disappeared behind a dense forest. Remains curious fled like rats, ducking into the subway and in the car. My cunning Germans, closely followed by civil war in Russia, famously drove the car to the pool where I caught on, picked up the mutilated pictures of people and, like a sack of dirty rags, stuffed me in the back seat. German engineering sang and flew to Moscow.
It looked like my creative contribution to the "bulldozer performance" September 15, 1974, from twelve to two o'clock.
The next day, unnamed wasteland has become profitable.
In my basement on the street Shchepkina, 4, fell unfamiliar schizophrenic named Bondarenko and boast that they had driven an alien now with the "Bulldozer Exhibition", where "she" fought for the freedom of creativity. I immediately realized that the correct object and useless. Now this well-known avant-garde in Russia carefully notes in his creative biography of the mythical date, as well-known academics, do not forget to declare their honorary titles.
"Bulldozer" dragging away all and sundry. By order of the government employees union culture, which form an inventory of the underground, found that participants 'bulldozer' was not eleven, as I know, and not twenty-four, as calculated archivist Leonid Talochkin, and more than three hundred!
On the Bulldozer performance "newspapers.
Freelance artists, which landed, and full-time painter Tiapushkin, received the Star of the Hero is not for art but for the defense of Moscow from the invasion of the Germans in 1941, the government, concerned about the noise of the world's press has given way to a spacious glade Izmailovo Park, a gathering of at least ten thousand spectators. Artists were very many, the day was sunny and cheerful, but the authorities were thinking of revenge.
The next day, showered arrests, fines, drives to the police.
In October, the head of our union Ashcheulov handed me a certificate, certified to be extremely fast, with no evidence of "work record" and angrily blurted out:
- I hope this time they let out on the promised West! To me, you no longer exist, has left in an unknown direction!
After many years, people are asking: who won and who suffered from civil confrontation?
Lydia Masterkova, master-class, worthy of a better life, often in vain, and worried:
- For what I suffered?
They pay for skillful game, not for the suffering.
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