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The author of these pictures lives in Russia in city St.-Petersburg. If after viewing
the exhibition , there will be a
desire to get what be from them, with me it is possible to communicate on E-mail [email protected] . We could will meet or I can
send a picture by mail. If there will be a desire simply to communicate, I with pleasure
shall answer all letters
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" The Ladoga Lake. Sunrise
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Canvas. Oil 58*48 cm. 2000 year
Immense for eyes open spaces. Earlier morning. An easy night wind and
first beams of the sun still blows, as the bulletins something very good, notify us about
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" The Ladoga Lake. Autumn"
Canvas. Oil 83*64 cm. 2001 year
Autumn. Impulses of a wind. From Ladoga pulls by dampness and there is a
desire to kindle a fire. And on contrast of a cold and heat, and also withering of a
nature there is that incomparable feeling, which poets and the writers try to express by
words. I do it by a brush.
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"Viriza. Old pond
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Canvas. Oil 40*30 cm. 2001 year
Source river Viriza. Summer of 1998. Earlier morning, ahead hot day. The
calm, silence, which occasionally is broken by votes of birds and with noise flying by
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" The Karelian
isthmus. A high water "
Canvas. Oil 44*64 cm. 2001 year
The season casting is sad. But as at times it would be desirable are sad
and then pulls in similar places. Melancholy washes off from soul set negative,
unnecessary. And in this picture the sad status will be replaced, the sun will kindle ice
and the nature completely will wake up from dream. |
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"Fields"
Canvas. Oil 73*54 cm. 2000 year
Open spaces of Russia. Lose of a place, where a leg of the man here
again nature seldom goes is boss. Here understand, that the man faster not the owner of a
nature, and small part. |
" Lake. After a
rain "
Canvas. Oil 58*48 cm. 2000 year
Rain just has passed, air is filled ozon , is breathed easily. Is still
gloomy, but the beams, making the way through a cloud, of the sun introduce something
divine. |
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" Old park "
Canvas. Oil 63*83 cm. 2000 year
Old park, where our great-grandmothers and great-grandfather went for a
walk still. Not looking that for years of the Soviet authority the park has come be sorry
a status, nevertheless, there till now reign rest and solitude. |
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Oleg
Davidovskij. St.-Petersburg. 2001. [email protected]
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