Light freezy morning with songs of Queen and Kinks had replaced with hours in the workshop. I joked and smiled. These days after I read the article about contemprorary art-schools in Russia, I have beheld clearly things I thought earlier. We’re like fish in a single water with single views etc. Frankly all of it academic art is beautiful, sistematic but not about this time. It’s great but fruitless. Just look at that outward and you’ll see. Maybe it’s my reflection on critical cold view of Br (sometimes really boundly). But now I happy with sense of freedom I have inside. Freedom is the sense when you know you are yourself inspite of anything. To push off to this thought I had words about Nabokov and his sense of superiority what came with aristocratic childhood. He hadn’t to proof it, he just lived. But peasant in a big city so often try to proof their citizen.
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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