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Armenian artists · 04.01.2010, 08:21

Armenian artists on our site ARTinvestment.RU

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National Gallery of Armenia
Minas Avetisyan (1928-1975)
Hakob Hakobyan
Hmayak Hakobyan
125th anniversary of Sedrak Arakelyan
Avakimyan Makarovich Victor (1935 -2007)
Agamyan Karen Gurgenovich
Avanesyan S. Rook
Vahan Ananian (1959-2007)
Aslamazyan Arshakovna Miriam (1907-2006)
Aslamazyan Eranui Arshakovna (1910-1998)
Arutyunyan, NA Solov'eva, Arutyunyan, SA, Solovieva AV
Avoyan Ayvaz
Adalyan Ruben
Avakian, Sergei
Armenian Ceramics of Jerusalem
Armenian Ceramics of Jerusalem (2)
Armenian Ceramics of Jerusalem (Marie Balian)
Armenian ancient ceramics (Jerusalem).
Arthur Avetisyan, Ananikyan Hagop (1919-1972gg), Ananian Pato (1908-1991), Gagik Antashyan, Michael Arakelian, Vahram Haroutunian, Arutchyan Sergei Voskan Asatryan, Rafael Atoyan
Abajian Edward
Agamyan Karen
Arevik Arevshatian
Aladzhalov Manuel Hristoforovich
Amalbashyan Sarkis
Robert G. Avetisyan
died folk artist Edward Artsrunyan
Suren Ayvazian
Suren Abrahamian Artashesovich
Abrahamian Seda Artashesovna
Abrahamian Elena Levonovna
Abrahamian Vladimir Smbatovich
Abrahamian Karapet Rafaelovich
Abrahamyan Sargis Surenovich
Abrahamian David Aramaisovich
Abajian Eduvrd Gareginovich
Abrahamian Artashes Saakovich
Abrahamyan Gagik Aramaisovich
Atamyan Karabed Charles (1872-1947)
Stepan Aghajanian Meliksetovich (1863 - 1940)
Gyumri home Aslamazyan sisters
Arutyunyan, NA Solov'eva, Arutyunyan, SA, Solovieva AV
Arpine Vartanovna Bekaryan
Ashot Adamian Kh (1951g.r.)
Adamian Olivia Ashotovna (1974g.r.)
Adamian Ovsepovich Stepan (1959.)
Harutyunyan, Anna (1976)
Stepan Aghajanian Meliksetovich (1863 - 1940)
Adiyan Anna V. (born 1972)
Azatyan Alexander Tadevosovich (1930gr)
Azatyan Levon Garushevich - 1957gr.
Azizian Tsolak L.
Susanna Azatyan Garushevna - 1947gr.
Azizian Tsolak (Private collection of pictures)
Abraham Azarian Karapetovich (1950gr).
Azizian Minasovich Gregory (1923 to 2009)
Azizian Rafael Karenovich-1937gr
Azizian Khachatur Surenovich-1948gr
Azizian Isabella Hachaturovna - 1973gr.
Atayan Alexander Keropovich-1953gr.
Armen Atayan Arshakovich-1922gr.
Atayan Armen (2)
Museum of the History of Armenia

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Samvel · 26.03.2010, 14:18

Ruhikyan Karlen-1927gr.
He studied and graduated from Yerevan. Hud.-Theater Institute.
Lives and works in Yerevan.

Samvel · 26.03.2010, 20:02

Savayan Armen Eremovich - 1946gr.
He studied and graduated from Yerevan Hud.-Theater Institute.
Lives and works in Yerevan.

Евгений · 27.03.2010, 07:56

She graduated from the graduate school of the Institute of Evolutionary Physiology and Biochemistry, Russian Academy of Sciences (Leningrad, 1989-93), candidate of biological sciences.
Zam. Chairman of the Armenian-Kazakh Society of Friendship and Cooperation, Yerevan, Armenia (since 1997). He has over twenty scientific papers on biochemistry, Oriental and on the Armenian-Kazakh relations.
Since 2001, participates in art exhibitions in Kazakhstan and abroad.
Member of the Union of Artists of Kazakhstan from 2004 to 2005 - Member of the Union of Artists of Armenia.

In a creative artist luggage series of remarkable portraits of contemporaries. A member of the Professional Union of Artists of Russia since 2008
Since 2004, working on paintings on "Saka era of the Eurasian steppes.

His works are in private collections and galleries in Armenia, Kazakhstan, Britain, Germany, Hungary, India, Iran, Spain, Italy, Lithuania, Russia, USA, Tajikistan, Turkey, Czech Republic, Switzerland and Uzbekistan.
Currently lives and works in Almaty.

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Евгений · 27.03.2010, 13:53

Valentin G. Podpomogov (April 29, 1924, Yerevan - July 18, 1998, ibid) - Soviet artistic director of feature and animated films. He worked at the studio "Armenfilm. Honored Artist of the Armenian SSR (1966).
A talented and interesting artist, I personally liked .. (EA)
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Living Legend

My dear Maestro, I do not know you ...

It was strange, it was unexpected - the painting and the author were not at all resemble each other, at least at first glance.

The threshold of his studio for the first time stepped with a certain reverence. People came to the author, waiting for a meeting with a wise, gloomy, dimly sipping words, reserved man, who carved out time "window" of their employment. Their faces were read astonishment when in front of them turned out to people happy, talkative and skillful storyteller, communicative and witty, sometimes even frivolous.

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His style was characterized by some unique elegance. He was the "artist" in the highest sense of the slova.Trudno find a person that do not extend to sympathy to him after they met. In essence, read the subtext: "you give me interesting, important, I do not know you, but you're probably a good person. I do not care how you feel about me, I want you to be good.

Podpomogov had a unique, rare quality - the spiritual generosity. Anyone caught in its orbit, endowed with qualities which could only dream of. All women obyavlyallis beauties, or at least - interesting. Men become wise, brave and as the selection, - "excellent specialists. All the artists turned to talented and brilliant. And we, caressed and glorification, perhaps the first and only time in my life, beginning to feel that these properties, we in fact possess. People 's disease of pride, of which healed when they began to realize that all of its own, podpomogovskie qualities which he distributes from his largesse, because he has a lot of them, because people are looking in the opposite, as in a mirror and sees him what is itself. However, not cure all ...

He was not a saint, the more holy, and nothing human is alien to him. He was not envious, but he remembered the heavy, besprsvetnuyu his childhood envy of those who had the toys, normal food, and paint. Remembered and tried already an old man sate your hunger for children. Money had been detained - he bought tools, some neobyknkvennye drills and screwdrivers, saws and pliers, while in excess of any understanding of 5-10 pieces. Several cameras to shoot "here, from this point, then begins to remake usovershenstvovoat ... Bundles brushes, like firewood, lay in the studio," so it was not necessary to wash, got pimped anitkvarnye and doing something-moving, sliding and rotating .

He had a passion to make "something out of nothing", something no one has. He was equally interesting to establish and chair, and now, and then on another, he could spend time, money, emotion, a lot of work. Then this unique chair can be stained, broken. The picture could be presented with a chance acquaintance, though Maestro knew its price, and never sold his works zadeshego, but could just give the first comer, if that happened to get "mood".

Drawings and preparatory sketches he never kept, they were lost, lost, often they were simply stolen. He himself believed that "the kitchen in general should not be stored. Although he was an excellent draftsman, and drawings for the paintings sometimes do not yield themselves paintings. Thanks Ace - my wife that I could, collected, and then do whatever one would be left.

People are good and not very intelligent and not very much, sincere and deceitful - came to him a continuous stream, as if some force drew them to the artist.

Levon Igitian said in an interview: "We still need him, we did not have time, we thought that a lot of time, and late again." It's not quite true. People had: many full gave him his love, could do for him something to bring joy, others managed to offend, upset, some even managed to bring.

No sooner had the society, state. We have no experience oblaskivat those people around which national, urban mythology. No corresponding status, such as "national treasures" ... So, I think society will never have time to do something for people like Valentin Podpomogov. It will be late always fatal. Their death will inevitably surprise. And after the interpretation, feeling his orphanhood, society suddenly, to pay tribute to them, but they do not need - for themselves and try.

And around Podpomogova already intertwined myths and legends, which are also needed, especially to ourselves.

Zara Maloyan, art

"The Republic of Armenia" № 159 (1919) 25 August 1998

Евгений · 27.03.2010, 13:59

Living Legend
My dear Maestro, I do not know you ...

It was strange, it was unexpected - the painting and the author were not at all resemble each other, at least at first glance.
The threshold of his studio for the first time stepped with a certain reverence. People came to the author, waiting for a meeting with a wise, gloomy, dimly sipping words, reserved man, who carved out time "window" of their employment. Their faces were read astonishment when in front of them turned out to people happy, talkative and skillful storyteller, communicative and witty, sometimes even frivolous.

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His style was characterized by some unique elegance. He was the "artist" in the highest sense of the slova.Trudno find a person that do not extend to sympathy to him after they met. In essence, read the subtext: "you give me interesting, important, I do not know you, but you're probably a good person. I do not care how you feel about me, I want you to be good.

Podpomogov had a unique, rare quality - the spiritual generosity. Anyone caught in its orbit, endowed with qualities which could only dream of. All women obyavlyallis beauties, or at least - interesting. Men become wise, brave and as the selection, - "excellent professionals. All the artists turned to talented and brilliant. And we, caressed and glorification, perhaps the first and only time in my life, beginning to feel that these properties, we in fact possess. People 's disease of pride, of which healed when they began to realize that all of its own, podpomogovskie qualities which he distributes from his largesse, because he has a lot of them, because people are looking in the opposite, as in a mirror and sees him what is itself. However, not cure all ...

He was not a saint, the more holy, and nothing human is alien to him. He was not envious, but he remembered the heavy, besprsvetnuyu his childhood envy of those who had the toys, normal food, and paint. Remembered and tried already an old man sate your hunger for children. Money had been detained - he bought tools, some neobyknkvennye drills and screwdrivers, saws and pliers, while in excess of any understanding of 5-10 pieces. Several cameras to shoot "here, from this point, then begins to remake usovershenstvovoat ... Bundles brushes, like firewood, lay in the studio," so it was not necessary to wash, got pimped anitkvarnye and doing something-moving, sliding and rotating .

He had a passion to make "something out of nothing", something no one has. He was equally interesting to establish and chair, and now, and then on another, he could spend time, money, emotion, a lot of work. Later this unique chair can be stained, broken. The picture could be presented with a chance acquaintance, though Maestro knew its price, and never sold his works zadeshego, but could just give the first comer, if that happened to get "mood".

Drawings and preparatory sketches he never kept, they were lost, lost, often they were simply stolen. He himself believed that "the kitchen in general should not be stored. Although he was an excellent draftsman, and drawings for the paintings sometimes do not yield themselves paintings. Thanks Ace - my wife that I could, collected, and then do whatever one would be left.

People are good and not very intelligent and not very much, sincere and deceitful - came to him a continuous stream, as if some force drew them to the artist.

Levon Igitian said in an interview: "We still need him, we did not have time, we thought that a lot of time, and late again." It's not quite true. People had: many full gave him his love, could do for him something to bring joy, others managed to offend, upset, some were even betrayal.

No sooner had the society, state. We have no experience oblaskivat those people around which national, urban mythology. No corresponding status, such as "national treasures" ... So, I think society will never have time to do something for people like Valentin Podpomogov. It will be late always fatal. Their death will inevitably surprise. And after the interpretation, feeling his orphanhood, society suddenly, to pay tribute to them, but they do not need - for themselves and try.

And around Podpomogova already interwoven myths and legends, which are also needed, especially to ourselves.

Zarah Maloyan, art

"The Republic of Armenia" № 159 (1919) 25 August 1998

luka77 · 27.03.2010, 14:21

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Valentin G. Podpomogov

Thank you, Eugene! One of my most favorite artists, a unique and talented person! There are no words, some emotions!
I remember there is a catalog of his works, published 20 years ago, with an interesting article about the artist G. Igityan, try to find ..

Евгений · 27.03.2010, 14:39

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a unique and talented person!

I agree with you, Valentine Podpomogov this artist .. In April, the birthday of the artist, including recalled time ...
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luka77 · 27.03.2010, 15:16

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I agree with you, Valentine Podpomogov this artist .. If there is information pishite.Talantische .. no words.
In April, the birthday of the artist, including recalled time ...

In late April, going to Yerevan, really want to get into his studio, which eventually want to make a museum.
That's the promised article, and the only work from within the directory is not included on the site. (Sorry for image quality, teh.sr wa-sum)

Samvel · 28.03.2010, 23:21

Sarkisov, Dmitry 1983g.r.
Lives and works in Moscow.

Евгений · 29.03.2010, 06:15

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Dmitry Sarkisov

Growing up a good master of abstract iskusstva.Udachi him ...

26.03.2010, 14:18	Язык оригинала: Русский #321
Samvel Гуру Регистрация: 08.07.2008 Адрес: Москва Сообщений: 1,066 Спасибо: 4,574 Поблагодарили 3,129 раз(а) в 444 сообщениях Репутация: 5931	Ruhikyan Karlen Ruhikyan Karlen-1927gr. He studied and graduated from Yerevan. Hud.-Theater Institute. Lives and works in Yerevan. Миниатюры __________________ www.bielutin.ru

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Samvel Гуру Регистрация: 08.07.2008 Адрес: Москва Сообщений: 1,066 Спасибо: 4,574 Поблагодарили 3,129 раз(а) в 444 сообщениях Репутация: 5931	Savayan Armen Eremovich Savayan Armen Eremovich - 1946gr. He studied and graduated from Yerevan Hud.-Theater Institute. Lives and works in Yerevan. Миниатюры __________________ www.bielutin.ru Последний раз редактировалось Samvel; 27.03.2010 в 11:09.

27.03.2010, 07:56	Язык оригинала: Русский #323
Евгений Гуру Регистрация: 04.06.2008 Сообщений: 14,663 Спасибо: 18,865 Поблагодарили 16,460 раз(а) в 4,507 сообщениях Записей в дневнике: 271 Репутация: 32447	Dana Mukanova-Khurshudyan. She graduated from the graduate school of the Institute of Evolutionary Physiology and Biochemistry, Russian Academy of Sciences (Leningrad, 1989-93), candidate of biological sciences. Zam. Chairman of the Armenian-Kazakh Society of Friendship and Cooperation, Yerevan, Armenia (since 1997). He has over twenty scientific papers on biochemistry, Oriental and on the Armenian-Kazakh relations. Since 2001, participates in art exhibitions in Kazakhstan and abroad. Member of the Union of Artists of Kazakhstan from 2004 to 2005 - Member of the Union of Artists of Armenia. In a creative artist luggage series of remarkable portraits of contemporaries. A member of the Professional Union of Artists of Russia since 2008 Since 2004, working on paintings on "Saka era of the Eurasian steppes. His works are in private collections and galleries in Armenia, Kazakhstan, Britain, Germany, Hungary, India, Iran, Spain, Italy, Lithuania, Russia, USA, Tajikistan, Turkey, Czech Republic, Switzerland and Uzbekistan. Currently lives and works in Almaty. Читать дальше... Artist of the Year 2008 - Dana Mukanova-Khurshudyan in the category "Culture" Dan still does not know exactly what prompted her to write a series of paintings on the theme of Sak ": either returned from oblivion" Golden Man ", or stories about Pazyryk mounds, and maybe read a book" Zoroastrians: beliefs and practices . Under the influence of impressions created thirty paintings, such as "bricks comprising the" temple of memory. Thus, she tried to revive this "temple", pretty porushenny over the past century in the minds of the modern generation. Several works from the "Saka" series have been exhibited before last year's "Return from Oblivion, and the new exhibition, entitled" Who Are You: The Scythians, Saki, the people of Se? "Historical cycle will continue. Moreover, these same studies served as illustrations to reissue historical novel-dilogii Bulat Dzhandarbekova "Saki". Bibliophile concurred - the best illustrations be desired. Izvestia-Kazakhstan "http://www.artlib.ru/index.php?id=11&idp=30&fp=2&uid=4541&idg=0&user_se rie=0 Миниатюры

27.03.2010, 13:53	Язык оригинала: Русский #324
Евгений Гуру Регистрация: 04.06.2008 Сообщений: 14,663 Спасибо: 18,865 Поблагодарили 16,460 раз(а) в 4,507 сообщениях Записей в дневнике: 271 Репутация: 32447	Valentin Podpomogov (1924 -1998) Valentin G. Podpomogov (April 29, 1924, Yerevan - July 18, 1998, ibid) - Soviet artistic director of feature and animated films. He worked at the studio "Armenfilm. Honored Artist of the Armenian SSR (1966). A talented and interesting artist, I personally liked .. (EA) -------------------------------------------------- ------------ Читать дальше... Valentin Podpomogov - warn once - not an immigrant. And, most likely, it never will be. However, instead emigrating to America, his paintings: only in Los Angeles, they have at least a dozen. He lives where he was born - namely, in Yerevan, tenderly beloved. And although the name, inherited from his Ukrainian father, he is not Armenian (an Armenian mother was), he considers himself an Armenian refined, and in Yerevan about him respond like this: "A lot of our - the salt of Armenia", "Who knows Podpomogova he knows not Armenia! ". Yes, it is the Armenian artist, absorbed every cell of the body (and soul, if it is material) life of Armenian culture, its pride and pain. But I will lead the story in order. So, Valentine was born a long time. 1924. Ros causeth a loafer, not wanting to learn. In his own (boastful) recognition by sitting in class 4 years, was expelled from school safely and on happiness never returned. Since then he has at every opportunity, hurry to announce that he has four years of education. ... As part of Literacy "A lot of us" - the second Pirosmanishvili (but in no case of style painting, because he not only primitive, but, as some claim - with which I, incidentally, did not agree - Armenian Rembrandt ). However, four years of schooling did not prevent him from being a period of major artist of the Yerevan city hall. Pictures he basically did not write. The biggest of his passion was film (after the revelry, of course, part of which he was an unsurpassed master). Almost all of its young and zreluyuzhizn Valia worked on 'Hayfilm' studio art director, creating a gallery of beautifully designed films. On this field of he and I met when I had just graduated from Art Theater Institute, came to him in an assistant. It is a peculiar world of cinema seemed to me a fairy tale. Tale of a double from what has worked with Podpomogovym. The institute my teacher was veteran sculptor, Academician Ara Sarkissian, whose monumental decorated square of Yerevan, and I'm very proud of it. But the school that I went from Podpomogova, gave me much more than all five years at the institute. This artist from God, never, nowhere and no one who had studied. You should have seen how he was doing sketches for the sets! Having part of staging for two months before the launch of the picture, he immediately plunged into a spree. Weeks ... other ... month - Wahl, in his own words do not stop. But others might feel that he just "walking". And somewhere in there, under the skull, was a hard work - in its infancy, thinking, polished look of the next movie, "key" in which he must be resolved. Finally, a week or even a day before the date of sketches Valya sat for a tablet. The composition is easily and freely lay on the canvas, treads in every detail, like a photograph in the developer. He seemed in these moments of genius, a conductor Higher Force. So he worked 20 years ago, so he lives and works now. And, incidentally, believes in parallel worlds, the Supreme mind, in parapsychology, as can not believe all the "connected" - all geniuses and great talent. ... Podpomogov friends with all Yerevan immediately. People were drawn to him without separation into the profession, age and looks. Because with him around as if caught in another dimension. And when he was in shock, laughing until exhaustion. He was telling stories as only he can tell, joke, playing the entire scene with disguises. Wahl, puny physique, almost frail, "elegantly compact, from a young age piercing bald. However, he does not complex, on the contrary - smartly plays with his appearance. On the head takes a constant or cap that hides his bald spot. But when the opportunity he shows it with pride. When he was pulling his, for example, to the eyebrows old, wearing a battered hat on his feet and hands, four gloves and begins to hoot to ride around the room, depicting a monkey scared, all clutching their stomachs. Vale have always hated the excessive mannerisms and stiffness, he immediately thought up some trick to shock people. But his antics did not end, not by chance that his close friend for many years was "a great hohmach" Henrik Hovhannisyan, directed comedy "Three plus two". Valya congenital heart disease. "I have no cholera can not take it, - he says. - I did in life zaspirtovalsya." To call him once again an ambulance, the doctor anxiously asked: "What do you feel sick?". (Valya's heart was pounding like mad, with interruptions). And the "patient", overlooking drummer beating the palms on the table discordant fraction, shows him her heart rhythms. At another time, rolling around on the floor of renal colic, he asked the doctor, obviously a trick: "Doctor, is cancer?" - "Well you my friend - the stones" - comforted the doctor. "Stones" - from the comic-bitchy cunning squinted Valya, sitting on the floor in the interval between attacks. - And what, under the stones? " When he was put in the hospital for the doctors and all staff come the holidays. At Easter it for all the lovely eggs lurid, over the door of his chamber there is a professional (like a printing press) made a poster type: "The Soviet patient - is the healthiest patient in the world." ... Two-thirds of his life Valya who do everything, but not painting. Film, animation, any design works for the public and private orders. He was also a past master of design scenery. And considering that all he always does at the last moment, you can imagine how irritated and nervous, running after him before the May or November holidays leadership of the republic. His imaginations and creativity knew no bounds. Best gravestones cemetery in Yerevan, the Pantheon, in particular, are made either personally Valley, either on his sketches. What elegance, taste and skill in any work in any thing, which is touched by the hand of a mind nesereznogo joker-revelers! In his house, in his studio all done by him. Fire chased with bas-relief of the custodian of fire, a bar with theatrical masks and a huge lobster in the center, stairs with patterned balusters. Style? Eclecticism in the last century with the application for the Middle Ages. On the wall is a collection of ancient weapons (real,). There was no Valya workshop, and it had not been for a long time, he turned to the studio apartment. His wife and two children huddled together somewhere in the corners, and a place of honor in the dining room has always stood workbench. Wooden floor was covered with sawdust, wood shavings, stains, paints and adhesives. Household in silence, I would say, reverently demolition. It seemed in the air and hovers unspoken: Vale everything possible. He was - genius. Having, finally, the studio - the damp, cellar hole with no windows, no doors, and in addition to rats, he set out to do her "candy" and completely forgot that he has a home and family. It worked there and lived. A household visited him. But for family celebrations, he was ... with a bunch of friends. For many years we tried to persuade Valya do this painting. But he stubbornly refused. One day we all still managed to persuade him. They then already had lived exactly half a century. (He clearly outdid even the Van Gogh, who started, as you know, paint is already in middle age and up to fifty Valya who could not meet.) He created the amazing expressiveness of the sad monkey, calling the film "Nostalgia". His monkey shook Yerevan. Since then, Valentin does not, practically, is nothing but painting. However, the paintings are born out of his hands on as often as desired. And not because he is working on each painstakingly and carefully, on the contrary, Valya does everything quickly, he always everything comes easily (and if there are difficulties about that no one knows). Because the debauchery and communicate to him, still, the main thing in life. He is guided by the principle: friendship - the notion of the clock. And the door of his studio is not closed, day or night, in spite of the huge, black, satanic type of dog, which he started. Valya generally loves dogs. Many years ago, had just two boxers. And when one of them was hit by a car, the best professors of the city, surgeons lights on all the rules of his art was operated on the dog at his home, at the dinner table, since they were his best friends. What a truly rich Valya, it is your friends who are attracted to him chasm charm. And today Wali in the workshop can meet filmmakers and composers, doctors, artists, scientists and very young actors and actresses ... All of them are now respectfully styled Valya "Maestro", but definitely on you. And, knowing his character, could not help smiling at this bombastic and old-fashioned word. Dug under the house at the studio more space, Valya arranged for friends of medieval horrors bar with illuminated skulls and scary masks, among which is made my mask of Yama, the Hindu god of death. Talent Wali Podpomogova! On the painting to tell the words - it is empty and ungrateful. It must ... not even see, but look - to make sense, endure. But the picture Podpomogova - is somewhat different. They can recount how Shakespeare's plays. Almost all the paintings, which will be discussed (and those which do not have time to say), were born before my eyes. He came to my studio to share idea, sketched on the run sketches, always emotional and inspired. Then he disappeared for a while out of sight, and arose again, to call to look at embodied in the oil plan. He works in the style of the old "masters" of the Renaissance. Color is secondary to him. Gamma mostly silver-gray. The main thing - an idea. It is subject to all - line, shape, texture. This is a whole philosophical treatises, mystical-prophetic, I would say, full of tense domestic drama. Here, for example, on a large canvas, monumental works of man - a conglomerate of cultures and peoples, a kind of cone-shaped tower, starting temples and pyramids of Egypt ... above - Armenian Christian churches with lovingly dedicated to the palm of clouds Zvardnotsom ... Tower ends crystals modern skyscrapers, stretching out into the sky. And above it, like the thorny wreath, Passes a semi-circle cloud - a cloud of a nuclear explosion had destroyed the creators of this magnificent monument, erected thousands of years. By deserted structures clouds rush rats (as we know, not afraid of radiation) - mea culpa. But two powerful iron bull straining pull a plow, trying to dig up the bare rock - the symbol of Armenia, cultivated back-breaking toil. "The country is Armenia. Druzhba is also possible to enslave, said Valya - turned into a slave. And creates a wonderful portrait of an ancient bronze oval frame. "In memory of a friend." Skull of a noble horse with a long, carefully combed mane discharged with touching expressiveness, and in no way inferior to the traditional portrait of the salon. On the skull of a bridle with a noose, thrown over a hook, and close to the wall horseshoe. What is this? The instruments of power or love? "The Funeral of God" - is the original name. In the catalog of the works came as Perpetuum mobile. Bent - sorrow than burden, hidden under the cloak of infinite shapes, stretching to the horizon, people are crucified Christ. We see only his feet and a powerful stream of light, departing from Christ in heaven. Interest Christ Valya played out repeatedly, never repeating. Whenever he finds a new, anything and anyone not like the decision. "Crucifixion" - in the air hover only the shell crucified body, stripped skin. And the soul flew off like a bird from the ruined nest. Christ, falling on his knees, is registered with meticulous self-portrait (yes it is a self-portrait). In the eyes of Christ's tears. Hands stretched out to the audience with dumb, full of pain, reproach: People! What have you done with entrusted to you the Earth? " At the "Last Supper" pouring from the top light casts a shadow of Christ - crown of thorns, which are not. Instead of the 12 apostles on the right and left of Christ - lighted candles, the shadows of which are transformed into human figures in hoods. One of the candles went out and chadit. Her smoke envelops Christ. This, of course, Judas. By the way, the candle - the constant element of the picture Wali. As a spark of hope, even in the most tragic in itself, without the initial situation. The apotheosis of "Symphony" candles in the painting "Immortality." Imagine a rocky road in the night, stretching into the sky. On the road, as the wandering people, only candles, stars twinkling in the distance. In the foreground of melted candle and merged into a solid mass, which guessed the naked human body. And above all this to the full height of the vertical canvas translucent mighty candle. This is a hymn to the genius of man. He dedicated it to Shakespeare, who adores probably also because he himself a little Shakespeare in painting. Pictures Podpomogova usually - a protest, challenge injustice in all its manifestations. "Struggle". More a crucifix? Yes. But crucified, this time on the nature of reinforced concrete cross of civilization. Writhing in death throes bare dead tree, fixing crooked roots in the cracked earth. It is still alive, still fighting! An integral part of the picture frame as Valya says its continuation, and frame. And so does their own ... Valya may transfer the texture of any material. Other (detractors) called him for a "craftsman", as if in rebuke comparing with Shilov. If you smoke - he visibly weightless spray and even smell of smoke. If a smoldering ember, it seems, touch - be burned. Podpomogova deeply troubled Armenian genocide of 1915. He devoted him not one picture. The most monumental of them - "Requiem". Huge canvas. At a bare paved with stone slabs (traces of civilization) ground fragments of destroyed buildings. Far miraculously survived the temple, or rather his skeleton. And at the forefront of a powerful, overthrown polurazbity bell. The wind blew clouds of dust. Another smoking ashes, making us, the spectators, those engaged in the time of the tragedy. Black sky leaned heavily on desecrated ground. But in the heart of the clouds of heaven revealed to the window, from which generously poured down the divine light. When the events began in Karabagh Sumgait, Baku, Podpomogov devoted to them a series of emotionally rich, majestic and sorrowful, and, of course, a very distinctive paintings. Is not it difficult to combine work and Podpomogova elected them subject with the personality of their creator - the revelers, revelers, and a prankster. Where is he now? As biographical remarks and tempted to say: surely in the works. As an artist, he was lonely and gloomy in the depths of his soul. And his real guts found its outlet in his canvases. And the rest - the mask ... masquerade ... masking. But no, do not tell. To do this, I too long and too know him well. He is equally sincere, equally "plays itself" and when to bring a lunatic laughter of friends, and when it creates the complete works of tragedy from which the sometimes cold pulls the skin and becomes frightened for the future, not his own - humanity. An interesting detail - whoever wrote Valia (and he never works with nature), in each character he portrays himself. Whether it's famous sad monkey in "Nostalgia," "House," Nestled in the keyhole, kneeling Christ or the victim of a concentration camp ("Dedication"), with just a hole right through his head and a frozen dead still puzzled eyes - for what?! - All this he, Valya easily recognizable. Everywhere is different, but always touching, tragic and majestic in its universal loneliness. In the bronze guardian of fire above the fireplace and the Madonna with Child (which he wrote for Echmiadzin, but at the last moment Catholicos found that Madonna is too "crazy", sinful eyes), and the crucified Christ, the skin - the same feet and hands - it Valya. In the Museum of Modern Art in Yerevan, Armenian pictures Podpomogova given a big round room. They are virtually all major Armenian collectors. From the outset, even when they went solid ruble on currency, immediately rose in price. The cheapest of them cost several thousand dollars. It is believed that Podpomogov today - the most expensive painter in Armenia. To visit him to order the work from Europe and America. They are trying to export contraband. And here in Los Angeles, there are even fake, disguised as Podpomogova. The art historian Heinrich Igityan in the preface to his catalog called Valya man bygone generation. I can not agree with it and I am sure they would not accept myself Valya. According to the number of past years - perhaps in spirit - never. And to refute such a "label", talk about the latest "trick" of our maestro. In Los Angeles, among Armenians suddenly there was a rumor that Valia ... died. My husband and I rushed to call him home. From Zheki daughter learned that the rumors of his death are greatly exaggerated, but Valya is currently in hospital. I called him to the ward. And what I hear! "Поздравь меня! – кричит он в трубку. – Я женился! Мы тут в больнице, чудненько проводим время! " Помните, Рубенс женился на Елене Фурман, когда ему было 55, а ей – 17. Валя перещеголял и великого Рубенса. Ведь ему в апреле стукнуло 72! Его избранница с дивными глазами (у Вали всю жизнь была особая слабость к красивым женским глазам) лет пять назад пришла к нему в мастерскую совсем юной девушкой, да там и осталась, без памяти влюбившись в него. Они и сейчас живут в этом сыром холодном подвале, где зимой на стенах иней... Элеонора Мандалян "Панарама" ALMANAC PANORAMA LOS ANGELES issue 805 Se, 1996 http://www.podpomogov.am/biograf.htm Добавлено через 5 минут Living Legend My dear Maestro, I do not know you ... It was strange, it was unexpected - the painting and the author were not at all resemble each other, at least at first glance. The threshold of his studio for the first time stepped with a certain reverence. People came to the author, waiting for a meeting with a wise, gloomy, dimly sipping words, reserved man, who carved out time "window" of their employment. Their faces were read astonishment when in front of them turned out to people happy, talkative and skillful storyteller, communicative and witty, sometimes even frivolous. Читать дальше... His style was characterized by some unique elegance. He was the "artist" in the highest sense of the slova.Trudno find a person that do not extend to sympathy to him after they met. In essence, read the subtext: "you give me interesting, important, I do not know you, but you're probably a good person. I do not care how you feel about me, I want you to be good. Podpomogov had a unique, rare quality - the spiritual generosity. Anyone caught in its orbit, endowed with qualities which could only dream of. All women obyavlyallis beauties, or at least - interesting. Men become wise, brave and as the selection, - "excellent specialists. All the artists turned to talented and brilliant. And we, caressed and glorification, perhaps the first and only time in my life, beginning to feel that these properties, we in fact possess. People 's disease of pride, of which healed when they began to realize that all of its own, podpomogovskie qualities which he distributes from his largesse, because he has a lot of them, because people are looking in the opposite, as in a mirror and sees him what is itself. However, not cure all ... He was not a saint, the more holy, and nothing human is alien to him. He was not envious, but he remembered the heavy, besprsvetnuyu his childhood envy of those who had the toys, normal food, and paint. Remembered and tried already an old man sate your hunger for children. Money had been detained - he bought tools, some neobyknkvennye drills and screwdrivers, saws and pliers, while in excess of any understanding of 5-10 pieces. Several cameras to shoot "here, from this point, then begins to remake usovershenstvovoat ... Bundles brushes, like firewood, lay in the studio," so it was not necessary to wash, got pimped anitkvarnye and doing something-moving, sliding and rotating . He had a passion to make "something out of nothing", something no one has. He was equally interesting to establish and chair, and now, and then on another, he could spend time, money, emotion, a lot of work. Then this unique chair can be stained, broken. The picture could be presented with a chance acquaintance, though Maestro knew its price, and never sold his works zadeshego, but could just give the first comer, if that happened to get "mood". Drawings and preparatory sketches he never kept, they were lost, lost, often they were simply stolen. He himself believed that "the kitchen in general should not be stored. Although he was an excellent draftsman, and drawings for the paintings sometimes do not yield themselves paintings. Thanks Ace - my wife that I could, collected, and then do whatever one would be left. People are good and not very intelligent and not very much, sincere and deceitful - came to him a continuous stream, as if some force drew them to the artist. Levon Igitian said in an interview: "We still need him, we did not have time, we thought that a lot of time, and late again." It's not quite true. People had: many full gave him his love, could do for him something to bring joy, others managed to offend, upset, some even managed to bring. No sooner had the society, state. We have no experience oblaskivat those people around which national, urban mythology. No corresponding status, such as "national treasures" ... So, I think society will never have time to do something for people like Valentin Podpomogov. It will be late always fatal. Their death will inevitably surprise. And after the interpretation, feeling his orphanhood, society suddenly, to pay tribute to them, but they do not need - for themselves and try. And around Podpomogova already intertwined myths and legends, which are also needed, especially to ourselves. Zara Maloyan, art "The Republic of Armenia" № 159 (1919) 25 August 1998 Миниатюры Последний раз редактировалось Евгений; 27.03.2010 в 13:59. Причина: Добавлено сообщение

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Евгений Гуру Регистрация: 04.06.2008 Сообщений: 14,663 Спасибо: 18,865 Поблагодарили 16,460 раз(а) в 4,507 сообщениях Записей в дневнике: 271 Репутация: 32447	Valentin Podpomogov (1924 -1998) Living Legend My dear Maestro, I do not know you ... It was strange, it was unexpected - the painting and the author were not at all resemble each other, at least at first glance. The threshold of his studio for the first time stepped with a certain reverence. People came to the author, waiting for a meeting with a wise, gloomy, dimly sipping words, reserved man, who carved out time "window" of their employment. Their faces were read astonishment when in front of them turned out to people happy, talkative and skillful storyteller, communicative and witty, sometimes even frivolous. Читать дальше... His style was characterized by some unique elegance. He was the "artist" in the highest sense of the slova.Trudno find a person that do not extend to sympathy to him after they met. In essence, read the subtext: "you give me interesting, important, I do not know you, but you're probably a good person. I do not care how you feel about me, I want you to be good. Podpomogov had a unique, rare quality - the spiritual generosity. Anyone caught in its orbit, endowed with qualities which could only dream of. All women obyavlyallis beauties, or at least - interesting. Men become wise, brave and as the selection, - "excellent professionals. All the artists turned to talented and brilliant. And we, caressed and glorification, perhaps the first and only time in my life, beginning to feel that these properties, we in fact possess. People 's disease of pride, of which healed when they began to realize that all of its own, podpomogovskie qualities which he distributes from his largesse, because he has a lot of them, because people are looking in the opposite, as in a mirror and sees him what is itself. However, not cure all ... He was not a saint, the more holy, and nothing human is alien to him. He was not envious, but he remembered the heavy, besprsvetnuyu his childhood envy of those who had the toys, normal food, and paint. Remembered and tried already an old man sate your hunger for children. Money had been detained - he bought tools, some neobyknkvennye drills and screwdrivers, saws and pliers, while in excess of any understanding of 5-10 pieces. Several cameras to shoot "here, from this point, then begins to remake usovershenstvovoat ... Bundles brushes, like firewood, lay in the studio," so it was not necessary to wash, got pimped anitkvarnye and doing something-moving, sliding and rotating . He had a passion to make "something out of nothing", something no one has. He was equally interesting to establish and chair, and now, and then on another, he could spend time, money, emotion, a lot of work. Later this unique chair can be stained, broken. The picture could be presented with a chance acquaintance, though Maestro knew its price, and never sold his works zadeshego, but could just give the first comer, if that happened to get "mood". Drawings and preparatory sketches he never kept, they were lost, lost, often they were simply stolen. He himself believed that "the kitchen in general should not be stored. Although he was an excellent draftsman, and drawings for the paintings sometimes do not yield themselves paintings. Thanks Ace - my wife that I could, collected, and then do whatever one would be left. People are good and not very intelligent and not very much, sincere and deceitful - came to him a continuous stream, as if some force drew them to the artist. Levon Igitian said in an interview: "We still need him, we did not have time, we thought that a lot of time, and late again." It's not quite true. People had: many full gave him his love, could do for him something to bring joy, others managed to offend, upset, some were even betrayal. No sooner had the society, state. We have no experience oblaskivat those people around which national, urban mythology. No corresponding status, such as "national treasures" ... So, I think society will never have time to do something for people like Valentin Podpomogov. It will be late always fatal. Their death will inevitably surprise. And after the interpretation, feeling his orphanhood, society suddenly, to pay tribute to them, but they do not need - for themselves and try. And around Podpomogova already interwoven myths and legends, which are also needed, especially to ourselves. Zarah Maloyan, art "The Republic of Armenia" № 159 (1919) 25 August 1998 Миниатюры

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