Paola Volkova has deeply and thoroughly come to know the life and work of the greatest artists, actors, and directors of different eras—as if she were their contemporary, as if she were their muse. This book is about meetings and partings, about love and pain, about friendship and hatred. It’s a memoir of a great woman who became the Maestro of life—filled with beauty and meaning.
Dear, dear Paola Dmitrievna. You gave us Merab Mamardashvili. You gave us Natan Eidelman. You gave us Lev Gumilev. You gave us yourself—completely, without remainder, all the way to the end. You believed in us. You lifted us up—above us. You must have hoped that something would come of us. Perhaps you were mistaken in your hopes. Maybe only in one thing, maybe in the main thing: no. We remembered your lessons. Not lectures—lessons. Lessons in understanding what Culture is. Culture from Hermes Trismegistus to Otar Iosseliani. And also that the chain of succession must not be broken. Especially now, when we again have to search for a place where we can breathe in a mouthful of oxygen…
Contents:
Description
Memory— a patchwork quilt
Artist Vladimir Veisberg
A word about Picasso
Paradise Tonyino Guerra
The Trajectory of a Horse
Care is a path back
On the other shore
Do you know the land where lemons bloom?
About a pastel portrait of N.P. Akimov
For whom the bell tolls…
Nostos
At the dawn over the grave
Allan Edvall— the man-theater
Alone with oneself and the world
An explanation of the inexplicable
Self-portraits of Anatoly Zverev
Letters by Ernst Neizvestny
Maurice-Quentin de La Tour (1705–1788)
Frans Masereel
Tair Salakhov
Gayane
And it happened this way
From “spiritual realism” to “fantastic realism”
A stray dog
Russian sculptors
dynasties
I.S. Ostroukhov— a landscape painter
That very Bardin
René Magritte. In search of the essence of things
Psalm
Something about Belkin
Gata