Anecdotes from the life of artists

[Элис]

Odessa painter Valentin Matskevich.
On painting.
"Чого dumb to dumb."


- Where do you find such beautiful of models?
   Constantine Matveyevich Lomykin:
- The main thing for an artist - be good squint.

[dedulya37]

In 1967 in Italy on a train returning group of artists.
In the coupe, which sat DD Žilina and VF Stozharau went customs.
Asked to open bags to check would guard him.
Stozharau carrying four cloak made of cloth "Bologna", which were very fashionable at the time - myself, wife and children.
Seeing their customs official said that you can only carry one thing, and the rest will have to pass.
Stozharau stood up, folded his fingers from Figo and said: "without fail - yours!".
The officer stood in silence, then came out and never returned.

[Кирилл Сызранский]

dedulya37, artists, probably, for coming home drunk. Tamozhnik realized that contact should not ... : D

[dedulya37]

Originally Posted by Cyril Syzransky

artists, probably, for coming home drunk.

And why not? Peasants, there were only 40 years old.
This is possible as yet to ask the witness events - Dmitri Shostakovich Zhylinski.

[AlexanderG]

Nemnogo ne v temy - ob art dillerah.

Art diller reshi nachat 'chestnuiu zisn', i pervym delom zakryl galereiu.

[Самвел]

It was the case in my homeland. Two friends were at school of arts, the artists. one for bad behavior was expelled from this school, he settled by the seller in a grocery store in the dairy department. A friend came to see him in the shop, and jokingly said to him, please let half meters of sour cream, then cream sold by the bucket. the seller took the bucket, a sharp movement poured cream on the floor, and said to measure and Pick up a lavender.

[SAH]

Old-timers tell about the old smotritelnitse the Odessa Art Museum, which went through the halls and nervous at the very curious visitors: "hands are not matzoh!" This picture last Aivazovsky Mácal! " (Matsaev - touch, as well as stealing.)

[spigo]

"-Term in Moscow, in Sklif," ordered me on.V this way we would not take no great difficulty was found mashina.S truck, which drove us to the train station Serpuhova.Nakonets, breaking the hard way, we went to the hospital Sklifosovsky. Zvereva was taken to the wheelchair in X-ray kabinet.Mne offered to go home, tomorrow it could be navestit.Na next day I went into the ward where he lay Zverev.Vsya chamber, except Zvereva, hung on rastyazhkah.Razbivshiysya race car driver, failed through the attic into the stairwell . And it militsioner.O osobaya.V story high-rise building on the square Rebellion wino one of the apartments of the eleventh floor, drunk to madness, he began to terrorize sosedey.Te called in police-benefit, it ryadom.Stoyal hot July day, a wino window naraspashku.V ment response to the demand to go with him to the police station boozer okno.Nesomy threw it into the hot air stream, blowing the sail shape, ment described in the heated atmosphere of community and smoothly, like a vulture, approached zemle.No gliding flight, it was rudely interrupted by a huge sculpture Nikagosyana which decorates ledge wine otdela.Zadev heel stone for a sheaf of wheat, rests in the hands of the goddess of fertility, body ment, losing the smoothness of the flight, the beginning of unpredictable kuvyrkatsya.Ot imminent death saved him the crowd, patiently awaiting the opening of a wine otdela.Kak snow on his head, cop from the sky crashed into the thick, instantly killing two outright alkashey.Tak Zverev was his neighbor Sklifu.Zalitye plaster, stretching, they are safe for Zvereva. "

[Артём]

Once went to Kiev for the second shelf, staring eyes of the book "From Velazquez to Goya, with a growing desire to see the Museum of Western Art" Infanta "by Velazquez. The morning after drinking coffee, first entered into freshly atmosphere of the museum.
-Hello!
-Hello! Here's wardrobe, that's slippers, a ticket please.
Dirty museum felt slippers, they seem to domesticate public space. And in good spirits canaries, I took off the second floor of shortening the distance between themselves and a painting genius.
Again Hello In the hall Velasquez sat on a chair a huge man in a gray-black suit, carrying a newspaper and an inscription on the pocket-FIGHTING.
Enjoying Velázquez and said goodbye to all rushed to the Russian Museum, located on the same street, with the desire to just sit in front of your favorite pictures Kiseleva.
And again:
-Hello! Here's wardrobe, that's slippers, a ticket please. Run on the second floor, open the door of the hall and SHOCK! Before me sits the same guard with a newspaper! The topographical cretinism! The guard also strange podopuh seeing me. "What is this garbage?" Thought perhaps he - "The man left saying goodbye to one door and a 5min. Greeted him and went through another " morning! We had a tight smile, Steve Martin, as in the movie "Otpetye crooks" and sit down again in front of Velazquez. It appears in this museum are two central entry - baldezh !

[Peter]

That's the life. My friend is an artist, wrote sketch village houses ulochki.Nu old country road, poles elektroperedach.Ryadom slows the truck with the workers. "Hey!" See you can? "We came up to watch." Hey man, but what you have in the picture columns such curves, is about to fall? "We ought to correct level spot .--- And you, what to do with the pillars ?---- Well, of course, we did electricians, bypassing the line do .-------? ????!!!!!