about twenty years ago I started working based on the
divine comedy,
naturally I started with, yeah, well, it seemed to me
that
now I was doing something so
spectacular, terrible,
dramatic, something
that would attract attention, that
is, I started doing it from no,
well, without any there were no starting
serious tragedies in my personal life,
I just transgressed the books,
well, like an artist in hell, because I started very
completely so
dryly academic, so very respectful,
I began to do it like somewhere it starts from and
I start from then purgatory there I thought,
well, that’s when - then I’ll come to the edge, I’ll be able to
turn around right there, that’s when I waited all
this, waited, waited, but
stalled when I started work, I saw that the
whole work was falling apart, I had a
lot of options, I started to
write, and I started to
force the matter, I started to do
falling asleep
getting to work means
the next day I saw a very
interesting
result
on the canvas there was almost nothing everything was falling
apart everything that seemed I had done
before
it all
disappeared somewhere non-existence won here a
very interesting effect of non-existence that
I tried to depict
which I tried to depict
even defeated the very form of recording the paint, the plastic was
falling apart, everyone
just did
n’t let them in, they didn’t let them into their atmosphere,
so
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seemed to be pushing out,
resisting
on the one hand, drawing out such a turn, and
it was a kind of game with
infinity, they wrote it off,
it doesn’t sound somehow mystical
really there was a duel because, in
general, I’m a professional, after all, I
learned to work very quickly
from the time of school and institutes, so it
is certain as the
development of technical knowledge and so on,
but it was
when working with hell that
I encountered
some kind of incomprehensible resistance
material,
but gradually I began to do something piece by piece,
do-do-do, and
I realized that
by working on the code I was destroying myself,
like Camus has a
wonderful play by Caligula, which means the
main thoughts that it is impossible
to destroy something around without destroying
yourself
you know that you were similar here too, that
is, but he was destroying it, I naturally on
the canvas on the canvas,
but the
next day or a few
days later I felt the
influence of
that discord, that disharmony
that I was trying to
express,
this disharmony sucked me in,
it
just almost destroyed me, so it really
I’ve been working on this for a long time, but I’ve
only done four or six works and
I won’t return to it again, but
then I still didn’t understand what it was, that there was
some kind of mystical
relationship between halston and the
person himself between his inner world
and his profession
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lately
thoughts about hell on earth have become more and more common
philosopher psychologists
can probably talk elegantly on this topic for a long time an
unfamiliar woman on the subway hysterically
blind formulated for everyone just why should
I be afraid of what -the state, what could be
worse than what I live in now
they say in the delirium of a madman you can
judge the era that lives and if all
nonsense means only a madman says
the truth
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I noticed another such thing when
you start working you are
already immersed in this work then you
yourself paintings then constructs the world I
then tried we're good I'll leave
now I'm not finishing I'll leave they'll
start making purgatory you know I
entered it seems to me alone as if I began
to live in a completely different
climatic zone then in a different climatic
zone I felt a different flow of
time a different relationship between
people I have already become friends with people,
my relationships have already changed
with the same people with
whom I communicated a year ago, six months
ago, everything changed, the same
applies to equals, having experienced this and realizing
that
art, creativity
interacts with living life in this way
and it even affects the physical
plane, how can I grow old?
says everything
here is no longer such
tracking, precise outline, well, conventionally with a camera,
I don’t, and I will only do heaven,
but this harmony
my eyes so greedily quenched the 10-year
thirst of the burning heat that all other senses
of the dead became a
review here and there was fenced off I couldn’t
take it with a black wall and steadily into the former network,
but I deviated to the left forcibly when from the
lips of the goddesses standing there
words were heard too
intensely, the
decline of vision inherent in the eye in
which the fresh sun was reflected
temporarily introduced me to the blind,
when with the small one my sight became akin again, I
pray to the small thoughts about the big one with whom
the sensations were separated, I saw to the right,
turning with his shoulder, the holy army walked along the paths of the
return week switch with the sun,
he preferred how, having protected himself with shields, the
military man comes in formation behind the banner devs 5
until order is created back
so the countries of heaven the head for the sake of
everything in front of us before stretched out before the
chariot began to bend and every woman at the
box office returned and the
blessed load faded the griffin but there was no
feather on it, nothing hair
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we now live in the same very difficult,
in its own way, dramatic situation of the
formation of
something new and now more than ever
we need this, I am absolutely convinced it is
necessary to do work in which there would be
present in this harmony
harmony and beauty, so
primitively speaking, because
2 well, dragging the
second pole the other pole of this chernukha is
destructive, it is destructive not
only for society, but also for each
soul individually, it will give a manual
for art and
that atmosphere is now
electrified because it cannot
last long, I just consider it my
duty to
paint this harmony, then
maybe even if the works are in
the studio and are not visible to anyone, but
still, I so hope that they
radiate something below this radiation helps
those people who come to me,
look, even if not for a very long
period, carry not for a very long
distance, but they help, they inspire
should, in my opinion,
carry, instill this feeling of harmony, peace,
beauty, perfection there,
then this will help in general, but
a little - it will help a little in some
general social sense that,
as the Venerable Seraphim of Sarov said,
save yourself and hundreds around you will be saved,
and
painting before any creativity is the same
path, in general, salvation is the acquisition of
grace, but it can be in
your own ways, by your own means
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well
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daughter her own son
humility exaltation of everything and chosen by
providence dasha
in you appeared our nature
so noble that his creator did not
neglect to become his
womb became again, burning with love with
heat, the color of paradise arose, revealed in the
shadows,
imperishable
here you are for us the last moment of love, and
along the world of mortals on I am you are a
living spring of hope,
you are so powerful and your power is such that
it would be a flight without wings to wait for
mercy to you without resorting
not only to those who ask, your
care gives help and salvation on the request
we fulfill in advance
and
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and if only the words my thought could contain even
before my eyes saw my thought is
such that it is not enough to say a little
crippled light which only angers and is
understandable and comprehending, comprehending and cherishing the
image of
the cycle that arose in itself, shone
like reflected light when I looked at it
along the folds
inside, painted in the same color,
showed me as if our outlines and our gaze
was greedily raised to it like the diameter
directly, all the efforts to measure the
crocs pay with the mind what I was looking for cannot be
the basis, such was I with the new David, he
wanted to comprehend how combined or face and
circle the radiance of his own,
but his own wings were not enough for me, and then a
brilliance burst into my mind from the heights, carrying the
accomplishments of all his efforts
here from could not high spirits not passion
and I already streamed the will, but how is there
love for the wheel that moves the sun
shining
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