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Any store with pictures of a certain size. There comes a time, and old paintings should give way to a new one. So it was and will be. I had to write down the web from the fund of the Department of easel painting BGTHI. I had to paint the canvas of their teachers, mentors, kraft labels when they were still students. He wrote his own and over the old paintings ... My painting teacher - Haim Moiseevich Livshits, spoke about his years of study at the Leningrad Academy of Arts. On the harsh and cruel thirties. Paintings lacked funds did not have to buy clean linen. Paper is good - do not find the ... student gets older students still the picture - the Imperial Academy. Issued from the warehouse and three huge paintings of Nicholas Roerich. Students cut them to pieces. Paabtsyagvali their stretchers kraft labels and pazamalёvvali. I do not see policy kraft labels here. Bored? Unfairly? Maybe so. But life moves on its own laws. Someone, in twenty years, issued from the storage and fabric Chaim Lifshitz. kraft labels Who plotted them ... How obsessed student of the fifties and sixties it was aware that he cheerfully kvetsae paint on canvas Nicholas kraft labels Roerich. Minsk-Vitebsk, Paris ...
If you are nineteen, the teacher, who sixty-five, perceive incredibly old. In 1977 years, so it was my Instytutska teacher of painting and composition - Chaim Moiseevich Livshits. This is his adopted on the front stairs with a huge window Globe and showed small photo quality is poor. On the card it was photographed himself Globe, which passes through the small-town street near the one-story brick house. I was standing on the right and was silent. Haim Moiseevich raised thick glasses, put down a shot at arm's length. - What is it, Chaim Moiseevich? - I asked my friend, my teacher. - Where? - In the photo? - A man walks down the street. - And what is this house? - He pointed to the card Globe. - Well, the house, so what? Storey. - Haim Moiseich same house Chagall - I said disappointedly. Livshits looked first at me, then at my friend, and then at the picture, kraft labels then walked closer to the window. Suddenly out of his face that something was done. I can not describe it accurately. It should be long and carefully selected words. In short, in front of Haim Moiseevich younger. Twitched. Half a head to do the above, glasses flew off his nose and hung on a string. - And what do you think, I do not know that this house Chagall? Do you think so? .. My house, our house, we lived through two of it. Here. - Short index finger kraft labels made a noose and hung in the air, as if to touch the wall. Seventy-seventh year. Minsk. About Chagall kraft labels loud it was better not to talk. They taught socialist realism, scientific communism and the history of the party ... Paris seemed unattainable. We walked along the avenue Globe and talked about Paris. About Chagall and Picasso, Georges Braque and of Fernand Leger. We talked about the outstanding artists. We bought in the grocery store and drank port. But drunk continued to talk about the pictures and Paris. Most college vyklachykav "prafukali" his talent kraft labels for portraits foremost, team leaders, collective farmers and farmers, partisans and the Red Army ... And when they saw that someone is going to go their way, then razdrazhnyalisya. They drowned, grabbed the hand of the living and dragged to the bottom. We started to learn to cheat teachers, authorities began to learn to survive. We are not afraid of the future. kraft labels A few months later I was sitting in the studio and painted. Came Livshits. It was late, even the evening, the picture ended. kraft labels I drew Minsk. Drawing, like Paris ... Drew Tower and wanted it to be like the Eiffel. Haim Moiseevich kraft labels sat on a stool. Long I considered my sketches and drafts. kraft labels Then he buried his face in his hands. Then it seemed to me that he was crying. Then, when take the palm of a person, his mouth will be crooked, and his eyes mruzhytstsa as from the blinding light ... "They are you, Vladimir ... I knew Pavel Filonov, heard of him? Poor man. And Chagall seen. He's gone forever. If it had not gone, then ... Listen to me, I wish you well, do not drink much wine, not necessary. I got drunk in Leningrad in the thirty-third - nearly died ... The wine was good, old, now ... Do not show this to anyone. Himself paint, while others do not show. Perhaps then, someday ... And tell your friend ... and I was left, a left, well ... I saw a sketch of Velazquez, one of the Hermitage, which was sold to the Americans. They sold a lot. Best sold. I saw all those pictures. Personally, as your ... And Chagall ... Chagall that Rembrandt is. "Night Watch" - the best painting in the world ... Oh, I'm old ... Oh, I've seen just as many. Do not drink so much, I beg you. " Haim Moiseevich kraft labels Livshits left. He looked depressed and frightened. I looked at his shoulders, on his head and began to collect paintings from the floor. His back - back was a prisoner ... The next day he came to class. He was normal. The humble, polite and a bit indifferent. Furthermore with such sincerity, he did not speak with me. Livshits died in America, where he had gone at the beginning of d