Sergey Kalmykov (1891-1967)

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Painter, stage designer. In 1910-1914 gg. studied at the Moscow School of Painting, Sculpture and Architecture in St. Petersburg in the art studio, VN Zvantseva from MV Dobuzhinsky, LS Bakst and KS Petrov-Vodkin. In 1935-1962 gg. worked as a theatrical artist in the Kazakh State Academic Opera and Ballet named after Abay (Almaty). His paintings are stored in the State Museum of Art in Kazakhstan, Orenburg State Museum (Russia), in private collections and collections.
After his death in April 1967, in the absence of heirs, a special committee of the Ministry of Culture of Kazakhstan Sergey Kalmykov's personal archive was deposited in the Central State Archive. <> Documentary Materials Fund, chronologically related to the period 1892-1967 gg., Submitted drawings, sketches of stage scenery, matrix black and white color prints (canvas), manuscripts (diaries, memoirs, essays on the theory of painting), personal correspondence and photographs .

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It is well described by Yuri Dombrovsky. But where, now, not exactly say. Or "The keeper of antiquities," or "Faculty of unnecessary things."

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"Faculty of unnecessary things." afraid to make a mistake, I removed it there under his real name. Here, incidentally, still works Kalmykov. later lay out the sales results, as in the base map they do not

[kropotkina-o]

were only four proposals for papers Kalmykov. In May 2005, his "Fantastic scenery" was exhibited at the "Sotheby's" the original price of 5-7 thousand pounds, he left for 33,6 tys.funtov the fall of 2006 Supremacist composition Kalmykova worth at auction Lempertz 17-18 thousand euros (bolee43 thousand euros). Another painting, attributed as Kalmykov, went to Bukowski's in Stockholm for 7 thousand euros, and in May 2007 appeared to Bukowski's in Helsinki, his "Girl with a lyre, with the estimate: 10-15 thousand euros (not sold).

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1 .. fantastic landscape 2.suprematicheskaya composition 3.Devushka a lyre

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Originally Posted by kropotkina-o

"Faculty of unnecessary things." afraid to make a mistake, I removed it there under his real name.

Exactly. so there:
he went and stopped again. I carved gate with the inscription "For the collective wealth" crowd of people. Smoked chadili, cracking sunflower seeds. He pushed his way over and saw the artist's easel. Zybin this eccentric knew. A month ago he gave an explanation to the police (complaining neighbors) and signed as follows: "The genius of 1 rank of the Earth and the galaxy, decorator Executive Ballet. Abaya Sergei Kalmykov. Genius of mankind, as is known, while the land was listed, only one person, and such shtuchka could get very sideways - because the devil knows what lies behind this title, maybe a joke or a desire pokonkurirovat. It seems that these doubts were expressed in the fields, but beyond them it's still not gone. Maybe someone from the powers that be Kalmykov met on the street and decided that, say, on this head had not paid. You should! Head was standing. When the artist appeared on the street around him came easily confused. Movement inhibited. People stopped and watched. Sailed past them something quite extraordinary: something red, yellow, green, blue - all in the stripes, mahr and tapes. Kalmykov himself designed their robes and made sure they were completely incompetent alike. He had on this subject had his own theory.

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«Just imagine-ka himself - he explained - from the depths of the universe, millions of eyes watching, and what they see? Crawls and crawls on the ground kind of a boring one-color gray mass, and suddenly a shot - the bright splash! That I went out into the street. "

And now he, too, was not dressed for the people, and for the galaxy. On his head was lying flat and a rapid take on the skinny shoulders hung a blue cloak with trifles, and from under it shone something incredibly vivid and desperate - red, yellow and lavender. The artist worked. He threw on the canvas one stroke, two, three - all of this casually, in passing, playing - and then retreated to the side, dramatically lowered the brush dale - shunned the crowd, the artist trying on, gazed, and suddenly threw his hand - again! - And fell to the canvas black greasy smear. He stuck somewhere at the bottom, slanting, sloppy, if not in place, but then there were more strokes and a few brush strokes and touches, that is, stains - yellow, green, blue - and has been on the canvas of colored fog was beginning to something erupt, to thicken, to appear. And the piece appeared Bazaar: dust, heat, sand, red-to white playing, and a cart loaded with watermelons. Sun blurred outlines, discolor paint and stesalo form. Cart streams, trembling, blurred in the heated air.

The artist creates, and people watch and appreciate. They are pushing, laughing, urged on one another, walk forward. Everyone wants a better look. Drunk, children, women. People are serious about there. People are serious this parsley to anything! They look, let pass by: "muff - talk about Kalmykov respectable people - and mug stupid, and wearing a kind of ass! Previously, such a crazy home only on major holidays to his family were released. That's just such a conversation took place at Zybin. He came up, pushed and stood in front of all though, evidently, and slightly tipsy, but very cultured uncle - edakii CHapaev a mustache, boots and tunic. He stood, looked, stroked his mustache, grunted, and said very politely:

- You excuse me, from the Union of Artists?

- Yeah, - said Kalmykov.

Uncle busily frowned, still stood and thought.

- And what is it you, excuse me, are drawing? - He asked gently.

Kalmykov absently nodded at the square.

- And there are carts with watermelons.

- So where are you? - Astonished uncle. He was a relentlessly polite, sarcastic, stern and vseponimayuschy.

Kalmykov away from the track for a second, squinted, then something pulled from the air, caught his wrist and threw it on the canvas.

- See the better - he called out cheerfully.

But Uncle was not anything else to watch. He shook his head and said:

- Yes, if we do not painted the. With us, if painted, then would it take, sist that the apple that watermelon that ham - and what's this? That's how I was when the day in the henhouse shalt not, I have the floor there is the same!

Kalmykov fun glanced at him and leaned over the canvas. Brush and flashed. Whether inspired by his uncle's words, or maybe just at that moment he grabbed the thing right? In general, he has earned, and all forgotten. Cultural uncle still stood and stared, shook his head and suddenly rudely asked:

- And what are you dressed, how? To laughter, or what? People are surprised? Artist! Previously, this would be an artist at once would be nice for the soul by the neck so the police station, and now, of course, go ahead, Malaria!

And he left, angry and dignified taking under his arm tight black tube - Swan Lake on the oilcloth.

A Kalmykov continued to write furiously. No its not about anything else he did not. One very good, easily and with great dignity, he held this conversation, and then Zybin same thought: "Well, God only knows what he is for the artist, but the price he himself knows."

He turned and walked out of the crowd.

[dimurus]

wonderful artist. Several years ago, restored it raboty.ochen interesting technique: first on cardboard or canvas made by drawing a liquid, transparent paint, the line of nervous, energetic, often changing its color. and the intervals between lines are filled with textured strokes. thus painting the impression of a kind of stained glass. This effect can be seen in the photo from my archives.

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Yes, his painting system is a different issue. main visual element in his line has a point - in motion. Perpetual motion: he loved the line continuously, passing from one motive to another. In line Kalmykova feel the beating of life: emotional, pulsing, which has a jagged appearance - it tried to give it the character of neural changes. Picturesque technique Kalmykova complicated and capricious. His paintings are indeed often resemble exquisite stained glass windows. He wanted a clean and clear sound of each color. He often resorted to unconventional methods of painting. For example, as a lining in some papers he used the foil, you get down on vellum, and tracing paper he had worked paints. Thus we have the optical effects, in which the color has a deep and unique color

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several works

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Here aftograf from the archive and an excerpt from an article on SI Kalmykov prof. VS Turchin:
http://www.museum.ru/GMII/exh.asp?last=21nov-17dec2006