Watercolor, opinions of authenticity

[polimpa84]

And please tell me the price?

[Игорь Гурьев]

Well, I do not know .
all I saw Karazin is a violin and a little nervously.

It's no worse than Karazin even better.

But if by the end of his life, he surpassed himself , then ispolat .

You never know what happens.

All of a sudden decided to just write a nice watercolor.

In principle, the data he had to do .

But generally it was a reportage artist, in fact, devoid of actual artistic talent. He had mechanical talent, sketches about anything.

And here is the lyrics , well, where you saw the lyrics for Karazin ?

It's like Konstantin Chernenko began to speak in verse.

No?

[AlexSpb]

It's like Konstantin Chernenko began to speak in verse.

   SPEECH BY COMRADE Chernenko
   at the Jubilee Plenary Session of the Union of Soviet Writers January 25, 1984 (according to the magazine "Agitator")

   That buzz died down. He went on stage. Clearing his throat, he began: "Dear comrades! Our plenary session devoted to the fiftieth anniversary of the event is very significant ... "Mikhalkov, bending to his neighbor and whispered:" Well it looks like. And all the rumors that he is sick. " - "Hush! Let me listen. '"... Congress of Soviet Writers, and passed at today's literature the way we look with pride. Literature, which found a reflection of the twentieth-century revolutionary changes! "Hushed hall burst into applause. Proskurin raged. Tears in the eyes of the Markov stood. A Gamzatov, forgetting himself, shouted something in Avar, but then translated: "Ah, well done!"
   One can not help smiling, Chernenko continued the statement.
   He was in shock. The idea has never been free, and elastic. "It's so started Gorky, Mayakovsky,
   Fadeyev and Sholokhov, today continued the writers, poets ... "
   Again applause. Yevtushenko, who was touched and could not hold back flood of emotions. A Kugultinov just fainted. Rasputin had forgotten for a few moments about the Lake and unselfishly happy with Nagibin and Shukshin. A number of Bergholz and Inber how simple women, revmya roared. Aliger, by contrast, has lost the power of speech. "Ka-ka-ka ..." - Christmas could not finish.
   And nobly restrained and slapped David Samoilov. The author of "Longjumeau" rebellious handkerchief from his neck removed in ecstasy, waving it above his head.
   "Mu-mu-mu-mu" - louder, louder, louder roared Christmas. And Simon was sobbing on the shoulder in Ehrenburg mean soldiers tear. And Pasternak looked scared and shy smile - do not freak it and happiness of hundreds of thousands more to it. Inspirational Power screamed into oblivion, "Go!
   Go to it! Go to the Urals! "
   And there Pushkin! There Lomonosov!
   And Cantemir! And Dante! And Homer! ..