Auction Oct. 25, 2008, Mr. Triumph of Socialist Realism "

[uriart]

To be honest, because I was nauseated by this social realism.
These construction sites, blast furnaces, cranes, working weekdays Soviet man ....
If we recall that the concept of art must be the joy and pleasure, then, forgive me, what a pleasure from this painting?
I understand that as vypendrezh between each other.
Even good Kuprin not a pleasure and I do not want to have this work at home. What could be more Pimenov. So even a beautiful woman's body is written, and there is joy in this work.
And that says Sergei prices, so truly says. Crazy prices and unjustified. It can not cost so much!

[artcol]

Сообщение от uriart

To be honest, because I was nauseated by this social realism.
These construction sites, blast furnaces, cranes, working weekdays Soviet man ....
If we recall that the concept of art must be the joy and pleasure, then, forgive me, what a pleasure from this painting?
I understand that as vypendrezh between each other.
Even good Kuprin not a pleasure and I do not want to have this work at home. What could be more Pimenov. So even a beautiful woman's body is written, and there is joy in this work.
And that says Sergei prices, so truly says. Crazy prices and unjustified. It can not cost so much!

And do not you have one.
Generally, any product to sell - the main story and think vtyuhat its buyer. In the case of socialist realism, this story is - why he sold. But the artistic level of most "proletarian" art - it is tin.
Ie Socialist Realism - it is more a cultural artifact, rather than aesthetic. But there are among this good work, to-e is my pleasure to hang on the wall.

Shl Again - Theme eating sov.nasledstva. Cultivation of artists - a problem for the private art business nepripodemnaya, so content with what we have.

[Самвел]

Сообщение от uriart

If we remember that the concept of art must be the joy and pleasure

Excuse me, but who told you that art should be the joy and pleasure for me art has to be melancholy and alienation.

[uriart]

I do not remember read somewhere that the word art has a meaning and the concept of delight. I mean the vision or hearing problem or something else.
And if all this does not bear such a thing and can not call it art.
The very portrait of Boris Pasternak ugly.
Boris Pasternak was beautiful all over!
And during his appearance in the poetry!

[Евгений]

1.Lot 153.Avtor: Fedoskino, Zhdanov Ya.Ya.
Name: Casket "Ordzhonikidze, Stalin's funeral.
Year: 1944
Technique: Papier-mache, tempera, miniature painting.
Size: 18,8 x17, 3х8, 5.
Valuation
price, rub.: 350000 - 450000
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2.Lot 163. http://www.sovcom.ru/auctions/lot.ph...3&status =
Author: "Paleshskoe Association Vsekohudozhnik artists.
Title: panel "mowing" in the frame.
Year: 1939
Technique: Papier-mache, tempera, miniature painting, wood.
Size: 41,2 x45, 6.
Valuation
price, rub.: 1600000 - 2000000
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I never thought that so much does it cost .. We know.

[Allena]

Сообщение от Samvel

for me art has to be longing and alienation.

Samvel! We Nagibina (if not mistaken, the story is called "You'll live," but not sure), I somehow came across the statement, then my (very young) look absolutely wrong: "In science, technology people unhappy nothing significant will . Now I'm ready for this to subscribe and add: "and in art." You know why? Ability to create - this is happiness (let's not only pathetic, but simply a human). If a person is necessary as air, then he is already in a sense, be happy - and pour out their anguish and alienation on the canvas just physically can not. And if the "creator" feels sorry, as Eeyore at the time of detection of the absence of a tail, it has prevailed in terms of search of the tail, rather than creativity. Reread: get a bit muddled, but I hope, understandable.

[Konstantin]

Title: Casket "Ordzhonikidze, Stalin's funeral.

Horror. Vampires otorvut with his hands.

[Самвел]

Сообщение от uriart

If we remember that the concept of art must be the joy and pleasure

What to remember? Of course, I was kotegorichen not vazhno.chto it brings joy or current, it is important that, would it bore, or something or other. general impression that as-bud-then who is it you \ people \, said that life is good, where you have such confidence.

Сообщение от uriart

I can not remember read somewhere that the word art has a meaning and the concept of delight.

You never know what can be read, must have its own view of things, I also read in a textbook at the institute that \ Concrete is an important material for the Building of Communism \ At the expense Deineki. someone said. that the person should be happy, or why, he wrote it? more reason the better. And if you see one, and I another, it does not mean vice my view. Little did prozvedeny of art that bear, depression, distorted posture, and even fear, of this they do not cease to be a masterpiece, and generally impossible to think or write is not a disease. And vsetaki here on the forum, most simply raskrutchiki, managers, and etc. Although Gabriel Laub, I be fed, but there's something in his words.

[Meister]

Сообщение от Samvel

While Gabriel Laub, I be fed, but there's something in his words.

I can only sympathize, because have to endure and more ... and my personal opinion, and this signature ...

[Allena]

Сообщение от Samvel

the impression that once a bud who is then you \ people \, said that life is good, where you have such confidence.

Oh, Samvel, again not resist the quote, forgive generously!: Shy:

      Orgon

      I am happy! I am inspired his mighty verb,
      What the world is a big pile of manure.
      What a comforting thought to me that, my brother!
      After all, if our life - a dung-heap and the stench,
      That can eh cherish some way in the world?
      Now let it die and my mother, and children,
      Let them bury me and my brother and his wife --
      Oh me, believe me, and not blink an eye.

      Cleanthes

      Yes ... This is really a rare sense of humanity.

                                                          "Tartuffe". Moliere