Poor Jewish youth came to his home to die on his father's bed ...
ARTISTS AND FRAMES
(Southern Gazette. Odessa, 1915, N 4)
Surova fate of the artist Moses Yakovlevich Feferkorna. Fate gave him talent, but led to a half-starved existence. She lit in the heart of a poor Jewish boy striving to art, to painting, made him deeply believe in its future, but when it turned up when behind the eagle's wings have grown, death came and stopped the poor heart of the dreamer-artist.
Feferkorn died at 25 year of his life in August last [1914] year of a heart attack when he was already in the final year of the Academy of Arts ...
His death went unnoticed. And when opened in early October of the current exhibition of paintings by artists of the South Russian society, all interested in sketches of unknown Feferkorna.
His "Park", "Rumyantsev park and sketch" On the Volga, talking about a big and sensitive master of the brush. These studies clearly highlighted at the exhibition and the public around them is a long time. As his talent Feferkorn landscape. /.../Feferkorn left behind many valuable works. All his canvases are stored in a large basket, which the artist before his death brought his parents. This basket brother of the late, before you go to the theater of war, delivered by a local artist KK Kostandi. (The late Feferkorn was the favorite pupil of the artist).
When the exhibition opened Kostandi provided all of the cart at the discretion of the jury. But the exhibition was made just ten etudes Feferkorna, and only because they were ... within ...
/.../Pekerjaan Feferkorna, among other things, interested in local journalist LM Kamyshnikov. Upon request, the Secretary of the society in southern Russian city of artists Stilianudi ordered to deliver from the pantry basket with works Feferkorna. There, over a thousand works. Many of them are of great value.
We managed to view only a few sketches, and they were brighter and stronger than those that were exhibited.
- Why these works are not exhibited? - Unwittingly broke question. And Mr. Stilianudi we said:
- Ram no. A book we have no means ...
When the ways of art insurmountable obstacle grow frame is not it sad? And do not close it art, bound in a frame?
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/.../... I saw the situation in which grew and died young talented artist.
Suburbs (Myasoedovskaya str.). The cellar, filled with pickled cucumbers and watermelons - are selling old Feferkorny.
Above the cellar - a small room. One corner of it littered with rotten watermelons, prepared for the Salk. In another - huge drums with borscht. In the back of the room - bed, wardrobe, chests and table. Stale, putrid air ...
Academy of Arts has sent the elderly Feferkornam groboobrazny box with the academic work of the deceased. And the old man Feferkorn, deploying a huge canvases on the dirt floor, with a sigh, said:
- This is my son drew ...
Voice trembled. Then the old man pointed to a wooden bed.
- At her he died ... He arrived Saturday night from Tver province. He lived there for Academic give ... I said quietly: "Daddy, I'm finally home ..."
That night he died of a heart attack.
Poor Jewish boy, after endless ordeal came to my home to die on his father's bed ...
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