La vie facile à utiliser

Remaining in childhood, Moscow courtyard! Philip V. Kubarev

Kubarev Philip V. was born in 1969.g in Moscow. In 1987. graduated from the Moscow Art School at the Moscow State Art Institute. Surikov. In 1991 - 1993 he. studied at the Krasnoyarsk State Art Institute. In 1998. graduated from the Moscow State Art Institute. Surikov. Member of the Moscow Union of Artists. Member of more than a hundred national and Moscow exhibitions.
His works are in many private collections. The main tema- cityscape.

Blanc de la Noir

Moscow routes, routes friends
Zasyadu in "bukashechku" Makhno at random.
A circle wide, rings gardens.
In the streets of narrow curl up on the Arbat.
Green boulevards yes patios old
Legends of the capital, lilac look.
Plyushchikha three poplars, your eyes are brown
At the station's conduct ploschadb me.
Pr.
The train from Moscow
I'll go, I'll go nowhere, oo-oo-oo.
Where can hear the cry of an owl,
Where freezes in puddles melt water, yes-let.
Moscow routes, routes known
Girls risible - eyes fireflies.
Cutting sausage, fresh baranochki,
Scarves, beretochki, knocking heels.
Pr.
Moscow routes, routes central
But increasingly attracts forest grass
Land reckless, communal land
Remaining in my childhood city of Moscow
Ta-da-dai-da-da-da-da ...

Driving off intrusive thoughts,
I mean, in spite of all thoughts,
Through geranium twisted leaves,
I look at my Moscow court.

Outside the window, the idyll dawn,
Dog tracks in the snow pack,
And former times sign -
On a rope hung carpet.

Before him, the broom rose, janitor -
What prehistoric executioner -
Stares as "Moscow Yard"
Woven on the carpet a cunning workman.

Yard one else will repeat itself,
How matryoshka that you opened.
Drying on the rope old courtyard
In the modern courtyard of Moscow.

Peering into the tapestry thread
Days since I heard voices.
Escaped oblivion and decay
Patio that too lazy to write.

 

Beautiful female characters Fatima Tomaeva -Gabellini

Butterflies

Your piercing tenderness,
Your destructive passion,
As if death is inevitable,
Have power over me.
And I'm just a slave docile,
Suffer excruciating pain,
When easily and naively
You commanded me again.

Fatima Tomaeva -Gabellini born November 5, 1967 in the city of Vladikavkaz. From 1986 to 1991 he studied at the Art School of Vladikavkaz. Since 1998 lives and works in Italy.

Carelessly thrown gown
More stores your warmth,
A crucifix hanging on the wall
And scarlet flame burns.
But in the dispute between the two contradictions
Sublime essence of sin -
Your brilliant shoulders,
Your divine breasts.

And you breathe moonlight
What flowed in the air the night.
And the night was warmed by you,
And the birds were singing outside the window
The fact that everything in the world is priceless,
While over it have power
Your piercing tenderness,
Your destructive passion.
Sergei Trofimov

Oh, woman, child, accustomed to play
And gaze gentle eyes and caress kiss
I must have you with all my heart despised,
And I love you, excited and longing!

I love and long to you, forgive and love,
Live one of you in my agony passionate,
For your whim, I will destroy the soul,
Everything all take for yourself - look for beautiful eyes,

For the word of deceitful that truth gently,
For the sweet melancholy of enthusiastic torment!
You, the sea of strange dreams, and sounds and lights!
You, my friend and eternal enemy! The evil spirit and good genius!

Konstantin Balmont

Canadian artist Jonathon Earl Bowser

Angels in the flesh ....

Angels and Horses on King

Jonathon Earl Bowser - a wonderful draftsman, perfectly mastered the art of graphic design, has created hundreds of stunning beauty genre illustrations and paintings. His works often depict the wonderful girls who complement their beauty bizarre landscapes. Often, Earl Bowser, draws girls in the form of a beautiful angel in the flesh. Paintings of angels, simple and roskoshny.Hudozhnik happy to work in the genre, which he calls naturalism. Mystical images of wildlife with its bizarre landscape, mystery of the living world, inspiring Jonathon Earl Bowser. The artist's imagination has no limits, it creates more and more magnificent works of art.

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