22/04/2015

Still a lot left! ..... Artist David Farrant

Still a lot left! ..... Artist David Farrant

I fell sick, cried, got up,
I knees and elbows into the blood is broken,
and my mother, fondling quivering lump,
whispered, "you learn to walk, my daughter!"


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Knees in order - Walking without coward,
but stumble and - shattered soul! ..
Fragments in the newspaper estimates carefully
I folded my pentamino easy:
Here is a place of love and hope, that - faith,
here it is - the habit, and this - manners,
then place the cares and sorrows, then - sorry,
Well, look, many more left!

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Dignity, pride, contempt of philistinism,
and these fragments - my Brainwave ...
Here dimmed, and there - lost,
I do not pour tears - many more left!

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Cruelty and cowardice - metal grains
(With asphalt because everything I stoned!) -
and envy and meanness and greed crumbs
crawling like, looking for places like fleas.

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I will not let them get a little deeper,
I'd rather crush your soul again -
Clash with sill hard and rough,
and then take seven times magnifying glass
Rinse the pieces so that every little
lay down and say, "There are many more left!"
@ Marina Khlebnikov

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David Farrant was born in London in 1938. Learning the art was held at Central St martin's College of Art, Since then, his career has included an exhibition at the National Portrait Gallery in London gallery portrait of the Royal Society, numerous portraits to order are in private collections around the world. Currently David keen on figurative oil painting. In his works, the artist likes to hint at the story, drawing inspiration from everyday scenes.

Life in Art and chose the artist's son - Jim Farrant

21/04/2015

Henri Jean Guillaume Martin (Henri-Jean Martin Guillaume) (1860-1943), a French impressionist painter (Part 1)

Henri Jean Guillaume Martin (Henri-Jean Martin Guillaume) (1860-1943), a French impressionist painter (Part 1)

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20/04/2015

Shining picture of artist Alexander Maranov

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Happiness - it's something that is always with you. Shining picture of artist Alexander Maranov

 

This - raindrops. This - the glare of fire.
This - shimmer. And flying in reality.
This is - something that everyone knows.
And no one knows!

From the book reviews the exhibition A.Maranova

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Desire

Vivaldi - Adagio



The longer you live in this world, the more you realize that happiness - is something that is always with you. We just forgot (I - forget you - I forgot - they are forgotten, but now I remembered and will never forget) that happiness - it's almost like a match: it is always with you - now they just lay down in your pocket or lining. But it is still HERE.

And neither of whom is independent. Or from someone else's love or from our luck, nor from our state of affairs, nor of our non-loneliness. It - just is. Even though we are often unhappy. This is our internal skeleton, the skeleton, the blood, the calcium in our bones and a constant background is ironic in our minds.

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Legends of the forest

Just do not forget: that happiness is so shrill and inherently so unbearable that when a person is experiencing it, it starts spinning like balls, which are tied to the neck thundering tin. Cool to only this happiness with yourself throw. Because happiness all seen (and thus shamefully), because it is very loud and unusual (and thus interferes with sleep, more precisely, even lie interfere) ... Because you from it - can not escape.

@ Dmitry Vodennikov

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Face

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Margaret

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Muse

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Sunny Wind

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Winter evening

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Daydream

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Lullaby

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Madonna

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Water World

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Portrait with a rose

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Portrait with orchids

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At the carnival

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Lodestar

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Mood

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Dream

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Portrait of a British cat

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Spring Dance

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By the fireplace

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By the sea

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At the ball

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Fragrance of flowers

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Portrait of the Persian cat

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World of Roses

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Spanish Dance
 

  Maranov Alexander was born in 1962 in Tashkent, Uzbekistan. In 1977 he entered the Tashkent Art School named after PP Benkov. He is fond of music, and philosophy. Journey through Central Asia and Russia. In 1981 he graduated from the school with honors. Continued his studies at the Tashkent State Theatre and Art Institute named after AN Ostrovsky. Since 1984, participates in all-Union and international exhibitions. In 1987 he graduated with distinction A.Maranov Institute (Book Graphics Department, led by Professor N. Paca). Participates in the All-Union Exhibition of the best diploma works of art colleges of the USSR in Minsk. Diploma works acquired by the museum East, Tashkent.
 

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Irises
 

In 1988 Maranov admitted to the Union of Artists of Uzbekistan. Teaches painting at the Tashkent State Institute of Theatrical Art. In 1992 he moved to Moscow. Begins work on a cycle of "The Shining." In 1995 he was admitted to the International Federation of artists to UNESCO. Participates in all-Union and international exhibitions. In particular, the personal and collective exhibitions at the Museum of NK Roerich's Central House of Artists on the Crimean Val, House of Artists in the Kuznetsk bridge, "Art Salon in the Arena?, ?LuxArt Salon?, as well as municipal and private galleries of Moscow. His works are in the museum NK Roerich (Moscow), Museum of Oriental Art (Tashkent), the Academy of Arts (Tashkent), corporate and private collections in Russia, USA, Germany, Spain, Croatia, France, Switzerland, Italy.
 

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Motion
 

Moscow, 1997, Artist's House at the Kuznetsk bridge. Moscow's first solo exhibition of the artist-painter Alexander Maranov, a series of works titled "The Shining", "Margarita", "Daughter of the Sun", "World incoming", "Lullaby" ... The first visitors ... Puzzled, literally shock .. .

Invisible energy, the physical laws of light, mystery harmony, heaven and earth, outer and inner, love, suffering, beauty, entwined in a web of glowing lines - the reality of the creative world of Alexander. "Heat ... harmony ... peace ..." - write in the guestbook. And again: "From this room you do not want to leave. I would like to sit and watch ... "," After a hard day on the hit show, and as if washed with clean water ... "
 

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Bouquet
 

So Moscow discovered Alexander Maranov - artist unusual, bright, memorable and mature. It is compared with Vrubel, El Greco, ?iurlionis ... Critics rank to the Symbolists and neo-romanticism. Yet creativity Alexander Maranov - a unique phenomenon in modern Russian culture. And the essence of it in the difficult to grasp the spiritual realm, which is associated with the concept of mission in life a true master ...
 

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Gold fish
 

Here is what the artist says about himself:
 

"My parents - natives of the village Petrakovy that on the Volga River, near Uglich. In difficult fifties went to work in the city of Tashkent bread, so yes there and stayed. In 1962 in Tashkent and I was born. The first time he took a pencil in seven years . It turned out, they say, well, so my mother took me to the children's art studio. All free time devoted to painting. In the end, the family council decided: to be an artist to me. This is the choice never in my life did not regret. "
 

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Orchids
 

"In 1981, I graduated from Tashkent Art College, and in 1987 - Tashkent State Theatre and Art Institute. All these years, worked very hard, 16-18 hours a day. In addition to the mandatory assignments: drawings, sketches, drawings - to educate ourselves, delved into the intricacies of the art technology and modern masters of the past centuries, tried to open the mysteries of color, experimenting. My early paintings were very "material".

Changes occurred later - in their early thirties, when because of the large problems in his personal life, I went from Tashkent to Moscow. It was at this time after painful reflection about the meaning of life, the true vocation of the artist, on his mission came to me knowing in an instant overturned all my life - I opened Shining. "
 

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Mirazh

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Doch Sun

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"My dream is to convey to people the beauty of Radiance, which saved me and introduced to the wonderful world of beauty and tenderness, which is so lacking now the man and what he seeks to ..."

"How are born the images captured in the pictures? Sometimes impressed works of fiction. For example," Lullaby "and" Margarita "were written after serious reflection on the" Faust "by Goethe. Sometimes during the sketches, drawings comes a certain image ...
Many works were born to the music of Bach, Vivaldi, Tchaikovsky - turn off the lights, close your eyes and surrender to the will of musical waves, inch by inch "monitor" their future work and, while it does not appear inner vision as a single whole, in every detail, complete with composition, do not rise to the canvas. Sometimes it requires more than one month ... "