Artist Simon Faibisovich

[Евгений]

One of the best contemporary Russian artists. (EA)
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Born in Moscow on February 10, 1949 in the family officer. With 10 years in parallel with the general Krasnopresnenskuju attended art school. 1966-72 gg. - A student at Moscow Architectural Institute.

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After the end of his work in designing organizations combined with busy schedules, and then painting (from the late 70's). 1979-1988 gg. - Architect and designer of the monumental Combine Hudfonda USSR. Since 1976 he began to exhibit work in the basement of the Little Georgia, where the fall of 1985 they were spotted by the New York dealers and collectors. Since 1987, the paintings have been widely exhibited in the U.S., Western Europe and the USSR (Russia). All during this time were held more than 20 personal exhibitions. In 1995, suspended his father. Since the late 90's played with installations, photography and video art. Participated in the International Biennale in Moscow (2002, 2004) and Nizhny Novgorod (2002). Winner of "Silver Camera" as the "Architecture" (2002) and "Faces" (2004). In the late 80's. began to write prose. Novels and short stories published in magazines "Twinkle", "October", "Banner", "Literary Review", "New World", etc. In 1997 the novel "Uncle Adik, a literary prize awarded to the magazine" Banner ". Collection of prose: "The things which are not" EKSMO 2002, "Innocence" OGI 2002, "Rome. Conversation "Time 2005. Novel "The history of the disease" in the short-list of Andrei Bely Prize in 2002. In 1993, he began to speak as a journalist and essayist. Publications in the newspapers today, "General Newspaper", "MN", "Alien", "BBC News," magazines "Foreign Literature", "Art Cinema", "Banner", "New World", "Results", "Twinkle", "Neprikosnovennyi reserve", etc. In 1999, published by UFO released a compilation of articles "Russian new and Semitrailers and used", which also got shortlisted for the Andrei Bely Prize in 2000. In 2007, Simon Faibisovich resumed his father. Lives and works in Moscow.
Artworks S. Faibisovich repeatedly participated in art fairs in Chicago, Cologne, Basel. Are found in museum collections in France, Germany, Canada, Poland, Russia, United States, as well as in private collections in Germany, Italy, Canada, United States, Russia, France and Switzerland.
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From the interview (aprel.2008g.)
There is some connection between the fantastic prices on the latest auctions for your old pictures and a return to studies in painting?

No, of course. It all venture in 2005, when the stiff was complete. Got the idea - I talked to Volodya Ovcharenko, he said that he would support the technology: needed stretchers, printing on large canvases. I decided on this two years ago, but the auction was in the autumn - the first.

What you last winter, was shown at the exhibition Kulikovo "I believe" - made by mobile phone "as a mosaic" - the beginning of this series?

This was an interim version, simply prints, printed on canvas - fine, no people. And then I went back to the people - and realized that one should write.

Do you really picture using a mobile phone writing?

For such a little chamber opportunities, pixels, so there is a creative impulse. He tries to compose, but I have caught them. Turns mosaic with the schizoid dividing into fragments, and the larger size - so it is obvious. It is very organic to the concept of our life today, where everything is topsy-turvy, and all the sticks. And at the same time resembles the Soviet mosaic. There are many allusions - and a psychological portrait, and impressionism, and Warhol, and the Wanderers, and a dashing Socialist Realism. Again, an element of delusion - but convincing.

and virtuosity is - all the fun it was made.

And what I say: everything is in place - I've never been so famously did not write, even play with this daring.

There is a traditional myth about the poor unfortunate artist, who honestly express themselves, and after death comes glory, and the pictures are unbelievable money ...

So my situation after the death. I died as an artist in poverty in 1995. I just live to the next life and the success of this posthumous think.

Actually, as far as changing the success of money?

The question I have already decided 20 years ago. I did a long time to sell paintings: do, show your friends and put on the wall. And then there are buyers, literally from the hands snatching away. I persuaded myself then that it does not matter and will have no effect on me. Actually, my love affair with America and ended when my galeristka Phyllis Kind said: "Do the same thing" - and I continued to write, that I wonder. Sales at auction are pleasant, inspiring, this is equivalent to the demand, but the fact that as I do, they do not. I have so much time spent in the ass, all his life spitting against the wind, one against all, and what - now begin to adjust? I returned 12 years later, came to life not in order to calculate that how much it costs. Pretty brazen challenge not to look for a niche, but create it.

It is evident that you like to write, why do you have deprived yourself for so many years of pleasure?

And there was no fun. That first fight, struggling ... and then you already know everything interesting. I Eric Bulatov complained, he said: "So, a professional".

You're only the big picture do?

For me it was very important and still allow the viewer to enter into the work. Therefore, my paintings always lose when playing in the books, catalogs ...

Your computer is better obtained.

Perhaps, there is the glow of the screen ...

And who bought it, you know?

Not all. "Family Portrait", diptych - Roman Abramovich bought.

There is your wife, child on the pot. And if he will commission a portrait of his family - write?

I never did anything to order. I force myself to write a commercial I can not. Just when you give quality things, that in itself is perceived as a desire to sell.

You're all already doing - writing books and paintings, painted, photographed ...

Cinema - the only one not to sing. My original intent - finding out the relationship with life when you realize that your being separated from her, with her battle. I take what I was stung on my mobile trying to fix this moment, the moment of human emotional integration. It's important that what happens in two steps: in the stories do not have to go anywhere - just Open your eyes.