Very short day. At night I had tangled dreams about review, what was in London – I persuaded a teacher to arrive to country’s castle. At morning, except shiny sun, I found the surprise in the college. Student’s things had escaped. Since that moment time had gone very fast. Sixfold we worked to my surprise very concentrated and without any time to look back. After yesterday’s afflatus about artists and art I feel mixed but strong senses. I’ve read Van-Gogh’s letters, where was the thinks not so novelty as true. I’ve forgotten it before.
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Hi, everyone. I'm an artist who currently studies film production design at Moscow. My basic interests are cinema, theatre, drama, literature and all visual arts like architecture, photography or painting. Here I write about my impressions on films, theatre and books and also I share my own works of painting and photography. To my opinion, it's magic how art concerns to the real social life and how this life constructs the new art and the new attitude to life. View all posts by violetv94