Vasiliev wet meadow biography

Fedor Vasiliev: I all turned into a prayer for some special peace, as if an old good friend with whom it is pleasant to shut up.

Yalta once began with this place. The first Yalta Cathedral - St. John Chrysostom was built on the Polikurovsky hill, and here the first city cemetery has appeared here since the beginning of the 19th century. Here lies the artist Fedor Vasiliev, the youngest painter in the treasury of the Tretyakov Gallery. In a boat with Kramsky, Fedor arrived in Yalta from St.

Petersburg in the year on the advice of doctors. Fate determined him too little time. For life - twenty -three years. For creativity - only six. But he managed a lot. He wrote about sixty paintings, created a huge number of drawings, watercolors, released several albums. In two years alone in the Crimea - twelve canvases, many drawings and several wonderful Sepi, the audience noticed and remembered him, the famous Ivan Kramskoy took a hot part in it.

He dressed with taste and fashion - whether it was an exhibition or prime minister, he was always in the spotlight. Gossiped: When does he manage to write his paintings? And does he write them? Sometimes all day until the evening does not leave his room. Sometimes the night grabs. He needed the prince's funds so as not to complain about life, but his passions had a little material character.

These were the passions of the spirit. And he kept himself always and everywhere so that they did not know him believed that he was at least a graph on blood. Yes, he and the real princesses forced a carefully unexpected joy with him: Kramskoy reported that he was going to the Crimea. They met after a three -month separation - a whole eternity! We watched new works, and when there was no wind, we hired a boat and sailed away from the shore.

Ivan Nikolaevich every time was amazed at the greatness and luxury of Crimean nature. And Fedor was yearning for the Russian plain, on foggy dawn, golden sunsets, even according to Russian bad weather in the Crimea, his masterpiece was born - a painting -recovering "Wet meadow". But the south gradually conquered the heart and soul. Fedor Alexandrovich Vasiliev.

Photo: State Tretyakov Gallery "Throw all stupid orders what kind of charm! Bright, like an emerald, the sea at the horizon takes a remarkably elusive color: either blue, or green, or pink. And the waves slowly go, go from somewhere from afar to rest ashore, to which they, however, bury them in the most indecent way. Waves, waves! However, I am already starting to eat a dog regarding their drawing; But he managed to make sure the following: quite true, it is impossible to draw them unmistakably or write, even possessing their full mechanical and optical analysis.

It remains to rely on the feeling of and as a memory of the surf of the waves. The sky is blue and blue, and the sun, touching the face, makes you feel strong warmth. The waves are colossal, and the foam, breaking up by the shore, covers it into distant space with thick smoke, which is so miraculous in the sun, the picture is really so charming that I tear my hair - literally - unable to throw all stupid orders now and take these waves.

Oh, grief, woe! Eternally connected, forever obeying something in the Crimean mountains. He worked, returning his life. The last picture "in the Crimean mountains" is multi -tired, emotional and lyrical. The plot is unpretentious, but very sad: a mountain plateau shrouded in fog, pines, blown by all the winds, a lone wagon where a woman with a child sits, a peasant and a long-long mountain road presented to the competition of artists encouraged, the picture was awarded the first award.

Talent celebrates the victory over the disease. Now we need to complete the remaining “Russian” paintings: “Swamp in the forest. Autumn”, “Volga Laguns”, the treasured, performed by the mysterious romance “abandoned mill”, which never showed no one and write an unprecedented sea landscapes and finally fulfill the dream - to join the Academy of Arts there were examined by Fedor Vasiliev and are ready to assign him the title of a cool artist.

degree. But with one condition - certainly pass exams in scientific disciplines. All according to the letter of the law, there is no completed education - hold the exam. But after all, the case is special, and he already proved everything by his works by Fedor writes to the academy, asks to be released from exams in connection with a serious illness. His whole life depends on the academic diploma - increasing social status, material well -being, a trip abroad for treatment.

Dr. Olekhnovich, examining him recently, is even confused: there was a hope for recovery. The lungs are not so bothering, and the throat clearly got better. Finally, the coveted envelope comes from the academy. He impatiently reveals him. The verdict is the same: the words should be carved on the monument: it was generously gifted and mighty marvelous talent, miraculous strength of feelings and colors, he owned in art.