We painted our tutor IngaV morning. She went in a blue shirt, jeans and black jacket with ginger shawl. After sluggish discussion we’d changed a pink drapery for the back. How soon she set conversation about our not success life in college had started. I wouldn’t like this sort of talks as it remotes us far from goals achievement. I didn’t paint much time and today it was unusual to think this way. Later we drew one another within fourty minutes.
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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