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Christmas Eve! The night before Christmas! This night will be full mystery and magic. All evil spirits will be tempt human race. The night before Christmas,  the devil is roaming around and tormenting people as he pleases.

Shake off that dream of New Babylon and you will see the world such as it is. It is impossible to reduce all to the same level. We all are different. Your neighbour must not be like to you. He has right to be individuality.

An artist is a hostage of art business. This is not good. I think the artist has to obey only his talent. Talent is God's Gift. It is not worth to change God's Gift for the whims of art business.

I like to travel with a camera and I love the songs by Armstrong. These are my photos and a fantastic music by Lui Armstrong.

We all are a bit crazy. Our yearning to destroy exceed all bounds of the human mind. We are predators, we are killers from birth. We like to kill. We killed God incarnate. And we are killing him in our souls every day.

People! Don't make that whereof will be regret. When a human is dead, he doesn't need in your crocodile tears. He needs nothing already and your tears including. Do love a human while he is living.

The Cincture of the Theotokos is a relic of the Theotokos which is venerated in the Orthodox Church. When it was in Russia, I felt that it was having an effect on me. Evil was exorcised on that time while the Cincture of the Theotokos  was in Russia.  And I felt well. Now I feel, evil is returning.

The artist Valentin Massov Sooner or later the world will learn about this artist.  And we will see a new heaven and a new earth.

There is no such crime which a man would ready to have power over another man. There is no Love in our world. There are only evil and crime.

For some time past  one word runs through my head, now and again. And this word is war. War, war, war.... I don't know why it is but it is so. This word is in the air. The air is saturated with evil. The history is repeated.

Vanity of vanities! All is vanity.

God has the opportunity to compel a man to be Man. If the people don't want to live in peace and harmony, consequently, they will have to wait the war.  A human hit the bottom.  Evil triumphs over the good. We must change.

To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose  under the heavens: A time to be born, and a time to die; A time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; A time to break down,  and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; A time to mourn, and a  time to dance; A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones  together; A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from  embracing; A time to seek, and a time to lose; A time to keep, and a  time to cast away; A time to rend, and a time to sew; A time to keep silence,  and a time to speak; A time to love, and a time to hate; A time of war, and a  time of peace...

Moscow, Moscow... It's the city of hopes and disillusionments. To say:"I don't love this city", it means nothing say. I hate this city. The city which destroyes talents, the city which destroyes all good and kind. There are corruption, lechery, moral degradation in the secret places of soul of this city. It crushes the pure souls, destroyes hope and cultivates the anti-art. Moscow is the state into the state and this city has nothing to do with Russia.

All is passing, all is changing. Many civilizations have perished, and if Russia does not wake up, this country will perish too.

A human does not like change. He will rather to live like an animal than decide to change something in himself. "Nothing will die, all things will change." But when will it be?

Maybe it's time to change attitude to art. Art can not become similar to a shop of dress. Art business must find and promote the realy talented artists. If you want to live in more perfect world, you must change the legacy system in art. Let's change, otherwise it's too late.

Our Lady of Kazan Our Lady of Kazan, also called Theotokos of Kazan, was a holy icon of the highest stature within the Russian Orthodox Church, representing the Virgin Mary as the protector and patroness of the city of Kazan. Copies of the image are also venerated in the Catholic Church. Her feast days are July 21 and November 4 (which is also the Day of National Unity). According to tradition, the icon was discovered on July 8, 1579, underground in the city of Kazan by a little girl, Matrona, to whom the location of the image was revealed by the Theotokos, the Blessed Virgin Mary, in a Marian apparition. The original icon was kept in the Theotokos Monastery of Kazan, built to commemorate the spot where it had been discovered.

I'm frozen and I'm fed up with this drizzle. Summer! I want its back again. At least for a day. Winter will be ahead. Oh, Russian winter! Snow and frost will be six months. Damn! Why Russia is not Cyprus!

Our life is the game. Someone joins the game, someone prefers to be an onlooker, someone wants to be a warrior. I used to be an onlooker. Life made me to be the warrior.

I am working and I am happy. 

We all are children universe. Why do we annihilate each other? Look at animals, they kill only when they feel hungry. And we? We without a moment's hesitation  destroy all that we consider wrong. We don't want to think about future of our children, because we are the egoists and want to think only about ourselves.

Today I have updated my old blog . It has been thoroughly revised and updated to reflect the events in the previous year. Oh, It's too difficult. Just I have remembered about my blog on wordpress.com. Come to think of it, do I need it?

The Intercession of the Theotokos or the Protection of Our Most Holy Lady Theotokos and Ever-Virgin Mary. The Russian word Pokrov, like the Greek Skepê has a complex meaning. First of all, it refers to a cloak or shroud, but it also means protection or intercession. For this reason, the name of the feast is variously translated as the Veil of Our Lady, the Protecting Veil of the Theotokos, the Protection of the Theotokos, or the Intercession of the Theotokos. It is often translated as Feast of the Intercession. It is considered that the first snow could fall out in this day.

"And when he had opened the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth beast say, Come and see . And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth."

Yesterday we have went for a walk. We took a walk from our house to the park. It was the rather big way but it was worth our efforts. That we could see was very beautiful. The golden leaves rustled underfoot. Peace and quiet were spread around. The last days of Indian summer gladdened us.

Well. Does your Tower of Babel started to collapse? Don't worry. You'll construct a new world. I hope it will more just than the former.

  It's my new work "God's Words" .

The Holy Martyrs Saint Sophia and her Daughters Faith, Hope and Love. Today is the orthodox holiday "Faith, Hope, Love and their mother  Sophia".  My mother's name is Hope. She had two sisters Faith and Love. I want to say my mom. I love you.

The world is going to the bottom and this is a good news. May be people will not be such self-confident. Science is not universal panacea. A body without spirit is dead. Science without God is delusion. I think science needs reload. Only combination of physical and spiritual can give the new developmen of the humanity.

Today is The Nativity of the Theotokos. Congratulations!

Never say never. Everybody has untapped reserves which he didn't know about.  I didn't know too. It turns out, I can more then I thought.

Everybody knows if someone covets the neighbour's wife, the neighbour's property, the neighbour's business he does bad. But everyone does it. Why? Because the desire for the neighbour's wife, the neighbour's property, the neighbour's business it is physical need of a human. The human is accumulation of desires and vices. So, the war is the only way to satisfy human's requirements. So, the world will be at war always.

It's rain. It's a good weather to make something usefull. There are much thoughts in my head and they need to be stated. Thoughts, thoughts... Where are you fly? And who can stop you?

Dormition of the Theotokos The Dormition of the Theotokos is a Great Feast of the Eastern Orthodox, Oriental Orthodox and Eastern Catholic Churches which commemorates the "falling asleep" or death of the Theotokos (Mary, the mother of Jesus; literally translated as God-bearer), and her bodily resurrection before being taken up into heaven.

Never take your own revenge, beloved, but leave room for the wrath of God, for it is written, " VENGEANCE IS MINE, I WILL REPAY," says the Lord. These are very good words! I hope these words are working.

It's Saturday. It's still morning and calm weather. I nothing want to do. So, I'll be idle today. May be... or not? I don't know yet. I had a strange dream. Sometime my dreams have been very strange. Very, very...

Tabor Light is today! Tabor Light is the light revealed on Mount Tabor at the Transfiguration of Jesus. According to the Hesychast mystic tradition of Eastern Orthodox spirituality, a completely purified saint who has attained divine union experiences the vision of divine radiance that is the same 'light' that was manifested to Jesus' disciples on Mount Tabor at the Transfiguration.

It seems I got out of bed on the wrong side. I am in a bad mood today, damn. Russia is the sick country and we are the sick people.

We live in the world of information. There are too much negative information which the media leaks on us.  When I leave the town I go into stillness and my mind is calm. I understand life isn't rush for profit or pleasure. Life is too short to spend it for vanity.  There are how much beauty around! What can we see in the stuffy offices? It's only depression and suicide. Go to the nature! You'll find happiness and peace of mind there. The less information the more peace of mind.

" Even if the doctor does not give a year, even if he hesitates about a month, make one brave push and see what can be accomplished in a week."

The more you'll fight for equity, the more you'll have enemies. State power doesn't like the one who can think and resist. So, the power very doesn't like creative people, because they submit to God.

If a human remembers about Devil's Gate, he will never do evil. But we don't believe in devil, so devil makes yourself comfortable on the Earth.

A human life is a set of compromises and chances. It's the bitter truth of life.

Yesterday morning was severe hurricane. I thought my town would be destroyed. Unfortunately the fucking town has held out against the hurricane. As before it will be keep on make my life unbearable.

Today is not hot at last and I can think. What is fate? Can I change it? No. It's wrong question. Would I like to change my fate? And yes and no. I would like to born not in Russia but I would like nothing change in other respects. I like that I am an artist. I love art and I have art works which will be of use to the future generation. Let's make the world without borders for talented people! Artists, musiciants, writers have to have possibility of free communication and travel for their development.

 Bureaucracy is a worm on the body of Russia.

30% of Russians want to leave of Russia. I want too. Russia is a stepmother for its people. I can not see possibility for my development here. I want live in the civilized country. I want to be of use to world. My talent is part of all world art.

I am going to declare war on bureaucrats.

Time is going. Life is being. And all is changing.

Russia, Russia... What are you doing with your people...???????????????????????????????

People are strange creations. They like temporary things and don't like timeless verities.  People hunt after fame and can not see true love and friendship near oneself. We never know the value of water till the well is dry.

Valentin Massov's Gallery

I am a professional artist. I am the mature person with my outlook and concept of life. I am free from unnecessary illusions and another's opinions. I know that I want, and I know that I do not want. I have a choice and it mine. I know value of creativity. I have possibility to work how I understand it and I feel it, without looking back at tendencies art-business. I don't chase after mirages because I know my Way. I do not owe anything to anybody and it makes me free. I still want and can think. I do not know what is depression, because I have faith in God. A man gives way to evil because he thinks he has no strength of mind to wrestle with it. It is not! God has gave the Faith and the Talent and it is powerful weapons against evil. My talent is my brilliant which can't be taken away and which gives me dividends more than money all world. My future is in God hands, therefore I am calm...

It's hot. The sun makes his job. People are irritated, they are hot. They are sweaty and smell of hysterical. It's Summer.

I created new blog "Short stories" . This is a funny blog. I write these stories to pass the time and study English.  May be it will for someone interesting too.

Valentin Massov's magical water-colours are woven out of light. Light is not physical substance. Light is energy and a man can not touch it. It is impossible in what way light is transformed into the image on his works. "I am an atomist. And I can feel the energy with my hands. The Bible is begun with the words: "In the beginning was the Word."But I would say:" In the beginning was the Light," and your paintings are the illustration for these words," an academician-atomist said him in 1980. "Many people have tried to fall outside the limits a matter. Mathematicians, poets, musicians have managed to do it. From artists, even Leonardo da Vinchi, couldn't do it and you have done it..," the poet Alexandr Revich said.What is the meaning of art? It's performance for someone, the way to perfection for me. Valentin Massov's art has helped me see the beginning my way. Thanks to my meeting with Mr.Massov, I understood the meaning of lif

What do make us the very best? It's Talent! I am sure, The God of Art Apollo was present at birth of Valentin Massov .  But... if Apollo has gave to him the Talent, when he was born, then The Fates have gave to him difficult and bitter fate. Envy and incomprehension haunted him all his life. Valentin Massov is the Unique. Why is he unique? He has created the new art school. It's the new interpretation of the meaning of art. It's Art as the Way to the God. "It is not painting in its general sense. It is the way to the God," a director Roman Tsurtsumia said in 1980. Valentin Massov's art radically changed the established views on Art.

Valentin Massov was born in Ulyanovsk Region in 1937. His father Paul Massov, who died at the front in 1942, was the mysterious person. He was a doctor. Nobody knew Where he came from. He was an exelent doctor and everybody loved him. He was a tall and a handsome man. His image is as if dissolved in sad mist of memory of Valentin Massov, getting the features of forefather of humanity, a certain Savaof God, wise philosopher and leader. His mother Catherine Massov who died in 1939 was believer woman. In his memory she will forever remain as guardian angel, angel of peace, love and life. Massov has took all the best from his parents and was able to surpass them. He has became the very best in the Art World.

Light. Who does know its nature? We can see it every day and we take no notice of it. This is norm. But just imagine that there is no light on Earth. Well? It's the end of life. So, light is the basis of all. Many artists have attempted to reproduce of light in art. Light and shade. There are more shade, there are more light. It's principle of work of all artists. Except of Valentin Massov . The artist Valentin Massov makes light without shade. It's light from light. As Oleg Tselkov said:"You make what nobody has made yet, everything that is left by the art on the Earth..."

Bye my friends. I am tired of the fucking town. So, I am going to holiday to the countryside. Some days in nature will make me happy. Russian nature has a gift for restore mental equilibrium. There are peace and quiet in Russian nature. You can walk through the meadows and the fields. The song of birds and the voice of the grasshoppers will accompany you all time. Space of the land will strike you by its scale. Sunrises and sunsets will call up dreams about Paradise, the place from which we came. Russian, Russian! If put you in order, you would be the wonderful country. But there is no a good manager here and I love you too much to make no complaint. It is a pity.

Art and religion have one purpose – the evolution of humankind. I accept the new in art if it is the spiritual revelation which allow me come nearer to understanding God’s nature. All other in art is politics and commerce. I do not blame the artists who make a bad art for the sake of money. But firstly, do not call it art and secondly, do not make it standard. Moscow lives by the rules of the powers that be. I would say by rules of a wolf pack. If you have money and power you are always right, even if you are wrong. Moscow is a mixture black and white, a good taste and a bad taste, talented people and persons without talent. One can either love Moscow or hate it. But everyone wants to live in Moscow.

A mediocrity has the ability to adapt to changing world circumstances. The mind of man has the freedom of self-expression. I want to talk about the responsibility an artist in art. There is a distorted view that the essence of creativity it is only the discovery and creation of new tendency in art. It's the new at all costs! A bad art in a beautiful packing is the bad art anyway. The new does not mean the best. What is more important? Art that will ennoble a man or something that will cause horror and revulsion. Unfortunately we forgot about the original meaning of everything. What is the meaning of everything? The meaning of civilization is enclosed in a single phrase: "You are to be perfect, as your heavenly Father is perfect." 

Artists are selected on the basis of: the worse the better. The artist have to work for entertainment of public and promotion of base instincts. I say because I know state of affairs in Russian art. There are many talented people in the province and nobody knows them. Only after their death we can hear ones names, when their paintings start to buy and to sell. The best artist is the dead artist. It is the law of the market. The famous artist in Russia is a lucky man or a talented businessman. But it is not art. Honestly speaking I don’t know anyone from very talented artists who has made a successful career in Russia. And the most famous example is the fate of the artist Valentin Massov . He created a truly new direction in art. But who did hear his name? We can admire of another culture and destroy ours one at the same time. It’s our life!

I do not know how it is in the world, but in Russia an artist can become the famous artist only in Moscow. Moscow is the cultural and financial center in Russia. There are all the best collected in Moscow. No! There are all the most disgusting and cynical collected in Moscow, because to become the First in the hell you must be born a devil. To say:”I don’t love Moscow,” it means nothing to say. I hate and despise this city. The city of corruption and debauchery, the city of dashed hopes and ruined lives. It is the city- smog, the city- traffic jam, the city-falseness of illusions. When I arrived in Moscow, I was a naive young woman. I thought that need to have a talent that to make career of an artist there. I made a mistake. If you have the great talent it will mean nothing here.

Look around! How beautiful our land is! The land of gorgeous sunsets and sunrises, early dew and birds singing. Who does remember when he went for a walk in the wood lately? Do birds sing in your city? Is there any fish in your rivers and lakes? What colour do you like? What smell do you like? Is this the smell of flowers or the smell of car exhaust fumes? "We never know the value of water till the well is dry". So, Where Do We Come From? What Are We? Where Are We Going? We have to answer the questions.

A human is the unique creature of God and not of monkey. I want to see God-given talent into myself and not the monkey's gene. If the monkeys were our progenitor they would be the peoples now. But... Monkeys was, are and will monkeys. I don't speak that Darwin was wrong, but... To err is human. We can not know history of the world as it was indeed. We only know part of it. We are louses on Earth's body. We defenceless against any catastrophe, therefore we like the Terminator. I am afraid him, because he deprives me aspiration for development. Why must I have desire for development if the Terminator will do my work? Who is the Terminator for me? It is our servile consciousness in captivity of technological progress. We are the slaves of comfort and time. We are running somewhere all time. Someone, something, somewhere... It's "Some" like a style our life. The Terminator is a homogenized man, mind, life for me. The wish is father to the thought. What do we want

Oh world, world! Where are you going? Who does want think about it? Nobody. Humanity lives like animals and the animals have no intellect. Our ancestors have created the great culture, and we..? We destroy it very well. Our ancestors have left us the knowledge, and we..? We can not understand it. Our ancestors have told us life's mystery about, and we..? We don't belive them. A man want to have a comfort life. What is it? It's life with no regret and compassion. Our ideal is the Terminator. He is the perfect machine without feels and emotions. We like him, we admire his strength and invulnerability. We want to be like him. Why? We need strength of mind and not strength. We need inspiration, creation, energy of thought and love. The Terminator will never create "Mona Lisa" or a Requiem. He will never look at the stars because it is not necessary for him. Love, life, death... all will alien to him.

It will be funny when a man learns that there is no death.   But... it will be late :)

I laugh when I hear the words of a person without talent about art. He says like a man who has only two desires: to eat and to propogate. He makes conversation but he thinks that he speaks true and cleverly.  It is funny. 

An artist like a rope-walker must only go straight on.

A woman cannot be a friend. She can be either a lover or a rival.

Every day we have a choice. It's the choice between good and evil. I heard the talk of one man. "I'll never do good for people," he said, "Because people are ungrateful." It's very dubious opinion. Yes, sometimes people repay good with evil. But your soul... I don't know... As time goes on I think about my soul more and more. It is not worth soul sell to the devil for imaginary welfare.

An artist must not do business. The artist is the creator of a new life. His mind is directed to creation of new worlds and universes in the art. He like "the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns..." The artist have to live by law of his conscience. The artist can only obey God and his art.

I am like a gladiator on the arena.  There are only savage beasts around.

Russian, Russian... I can only mourn your future.

Life and death are only the forgotten reality of inevitability. Is it verbal delirium or essence of life? Every second someone is born, someone dies passing by our life like autumn rustling of leaves. Nothing is eternal and everyone is in eternity. Or, is it only seems to me? Music, music... It's everywhere. Bach, Pergolesi, Mozart, Vivaldi. Karajan is the genius. He never hurries up. He feels everything, he understands everything, he can all. There is sense in each sound, in each sigh. The life will continue. We have no need to hurry up. Everything will wait...

Day by day and life goes away. Man is mortal and he must remember about this. We will leave everything when we will die. Where is life? It is everywhere and nowhere. Where is death? It is everywhere and nowhere, too. What are we know about it? Nothing. Only our work and our acts remain after us.

Art and business are two things incompatible. Art wants creation and freedom, business wants to make a lot of money.  I think business is perfectly indifferent to level of workmanship of artists. There are only popular trends in modern society and never more. Blue noses are today, red ears will tomorrow. And many people will say:"These are good! This is a new art!" And only our progeny will understand what is what.

I worked today and this is my new work "Blue, white, red".

I am working and I am happy.  Art is the purport of my life. It is the only thing that I will always love.

I know that I nothing know. I had a dream. I saw infinity of existence and creative development in the world. I was like a little grain of sand into the ocean of universe. We think we are the kings of nature. Ha,ha,ha. We are only a dust for eternity. The Cleaner is waiting for the time being... Few minutes make no decisions for God. Ha,ha,ha. It was a good dream.

I got a good news today. My friend Walt is alive and Arting! His friend reported me this news. I am happy! When you don't know how is your friend, you are an unhappy. Uncertainty makes vulnerable us. Knowledge is better than lack of knowledge. Knowledge makes it possible to be independent of the crowd.

If we sow evil, we'll reap only evil. We don't need to think that we can make the evil infinitely. Someone will always be more evil than you.

It's raining. I am watching TV and having a tedious time. A rain is good for nature but not for me. I would like to take a walk in the park today, because it's spring and very beautiful on the outside. I love to observe for life of nature. But it's raining and I am into the home. On the other hand... I can take an umbrella. Yes! I'll take the umbrella and go to the park.

It's wonderful day! It's strange but I never wanted to live like most people. I want to live like I know about it, to be free and independet forever.

It's spring! Spring casts a strange thoughts over me. We like children who have been given nuclear weapons and now do not know what to do with it. Whether to obliterate all or only to frighten someone. If a dog to drive into a corner, it will bite more. Don't need to make it that you will be sorry. Mind you don't fall into your own trap!

PASCHA CHRIST IS RISEN!!! TRULY HE IS RISEN!!! Thank you God for wonderful day like today!!!

HOLY WEEK Great and Holy Saturday Pascha will tomorrow. The day of new hope and new joy for me. Evil cannot be always. I belive  the good triumphs over evil.

HOLY WEEK Great and Holy Friday If someone thinks that he has freedom from others, he is wrong. Everybody  becomes responsible, forever, for everyone.  We live on the same planet and have no another. We have nowhere to escape. If Earth perishes, we'll perish, too.

HOLY WEEK Holy Thursday Holy Thursday begins with the celebration of vespers and the Divine Liturgy of St. Basil with a Reserved Eucharist in representation of the earthly presence of Christ realized at the Last Supper. In the evening, anticipating the Matins of Friday morning, the Holy Passion service of the reading of the Twelve Gospels is conducted. In these readings Christ's last instructions to his disciples are presented, as well as the prophecy of the drama of the Cross, Christ's prayer, and his new commandment.

HOLY WEEK Holy Wednesday I was writing a letter on English all morning. My English is poor and I have to study English more. The study of languages gives me the joy of knowledge of other cultures. The other culture gives me development of my inner life. So, I'll study English! :)

HOLY WEEK Holy Tuesday There are sun and  blue sky today outside. It's good. Why are we such different? Man and woman are as sun and moon, fire and water. Two worlds have given birth new world and it is  life. It's the act of creation.

HOLY WEEK Holy Monday  The sun makes its way through the hazy sky on my window. Spring does not want come in to my town. It's sadly.

Who does interested in art now? Nobody. The rich buy Picasso and Van Gogh's pictures not because they love Picasso or Van Gogh. The pictures of these artists are an excellent investment of money. Nobody will investment money in the unknown artist, even if he is the genius. The good artist is the dead artist. Only if the genius dies his works will buy. What does the artist do in that world, the world of money and evil? I do not know. I am very talented artist. I enjoy my work. I live in my world, the world of beauty and harmony. And I am happy!

You call me to be tolerant to evil. I do not want. You say that it is a freedom. What is the freedom? To be free - to be responsible! The free man has to realize of his responsibility before the people and the world. You do not love Christ, you laugh at him. But "He laughs best who laughs last". You love Satan, ok, it is your choice. You made cause, so you'll get effect. I'll wait.

Europeans! Does anybody thought about your future? Europe can not develop out of the cultural environment. And I want ask europeans:"Who will give you this development? Will there be a man who has no education and culture or the man who has ones?" What can the crowd give to the world except of the collapse world? "2016: Europe is nearly uninhabited," Baba Vanga said. I do not know how to understand this, but...

If a man does not think about the future, he cannot has one.

The phallus on Foundry bridge is recognised by the best product of visual art of 2010. «Really, it's very radical and strong project which has been purely technically realised masterly. The project which oversteps the bounds of art and interferes in real social space,» Art critic Alexander Evangely said. No comment... When an artist has nothing to say, he makes a phallus. A phallus as a symbol of contemporary art is the right symbol.  Unfortunately, the penis it's all that contemporary art can give to the world.

I come back from the Snowy Land. There are many snow in the Russian village. When you can see the virgin snow-covered land, you feel that you have got immunity from the vicious society. If Russian Art need only a big penis, then Damn it! I don't need such Art!

Life is the travel which will end when all end.

There are many artists in the world today. This is good. May we speak about new Renaissance in art? No! I see of many who want to earn by art any way, and only. Contemporary artists don't think about themselves as about the great artists. They don't think about meaning of the art and meaning of the life. The artist has not to deteriorate to the level of the crowd. The artist is the man who has to show to people the possibility of their development. The contemporary art shows only the way to destruction. It is the art without the future.

Many thanks to everyone who invited me to participate in art contests. Perhaps the art contest is good, but not for me. I have had nearly 50 exhibitions and I have proven my competence as an artist. Art is not a game for me. Art is a mystery between God and an artist . Now I would like simply work. So, if the gallery decided that my work worthy of attention of art business, it will find the opportunity to come to Russia.

THOSE WHO LIVE IN GLASS HOUSES SHOULD NOT THROW STONES!!!

What is it?  Is it the beginning of the Third World War?

{24:6} And you shall hear of wars and rumours of wars: see that ye be not troubled: for all [these things] must come to pass, but the end is not yet. {24:7} For nation shall rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom: and there shall be famines, and pestilences, and earthquakes, in divers places. {24:8} All these [are] the beginning of sorrows. {24:9} Then shall they deliver you up to be afflicted, and shall kill you: and ye shall be hated of all nations for my name’s sake. {24:10} And then shall many be offended, and shall betray one another, and shall hate one another. {24:11} And many false prophets shall rise, and shall deceive many. {24:12} And because iniquity shall abound, the love of many shall wax cold. {24:13} But he that shall endure unto the end, the same shall be saved. (Gospel of St. Matthew)

The revolution in Libya , the earthquake in Japan , the death of birds, fishes and bees around the world are only the beginning of irreversible changes , after which we will never live as before . People! We can not be only consumers. Our Planet does not withstand such overloads. We must think not only about ourselves but about others, too. Look! Our world went into the chaos when people gave up the faith and morals, honor and dignity. Everyone of us wants to know what is going to happen tomorrow, where the modern world is heading to, what is the purpose of the feelings, what is the worthy life like, what for we make this or that decision, and why we are so desperate in destruction? In reality, answers to all those questions depend on what condition the truth is, and what is the mankind involved into nowadays. Those who live in glass houses should not throw stones.

  All only begins for us!    

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If we want to continue to live, we must change. People can not shut one's eye to annihilation of spirituality in society. A man without faith as a well without water. We think that we know everything about, so we are above religion and God. Take my word for it! We nothing know! We think space has three dimensions. It is that we can see. But our sight and our mind are limited, so we have false knowledge about world.

The Prophet Parched with the spirit's thirst, I crossed An endless desert sunk in gloom, And a six-winged seraph came Where the tracks met and I stood lost. Fingers light as dream he laid Upon my lids; I opened wide My eagle eyes, and gazed around. He laid his fingers on my ears And they were filled with roaring sound: I heard the music of the spheres, The flight of angels through the skies, The beasts that crept beneath the sea, The heady uprush of the vine; And, like a lover kissing me, He rooted out this tongue of mine Fluent in lies and vanity; He tore my fainting lips apart And, with his right hand steeped in blood, He armed me with a serpent's dart; With his bright sword he split my breast; My heart leapt to him with a bound; A glowing livid coal he pressed Into the hollow of the wound. There in the desert I lay dead, And God called out to me and said: 'Rise, prophet, rise, and hear, and see, And let my works be seen and h

It's Spring! It's Week   of Pre-Lenten carnival ! Lent follow these days. "Lent in the Christian tradition, is the period of the liturgical year leading up to Easter. The traditional purpose of Lent is the preparation of the believer — through prayer, penitence, almsgiving and self-denial — for the annual commemoration during Holy Week of the Death and Resurrection of Jesus, which recalls the events linked to the Passion of Christ and culminates in Easter, the celebration of the Resurrection of Jesus Christ."   But Lent ought not to be simply a tradition. Lent is specific state of mind. Stop ! Do think !   Where Do We Come From? What Are We? Where Are We Going?

 It's Spring soon... It's the time of hope, the time of love and the time of awakening of life!

  "Mind you don't fall into your own trap." We dug a hole of evil and now we are at the brink of extinction of civilization .

Contemporary art is reduced to a shadow of Art and we will not have Renaissance until we do not change our outlook on life .  We are a consumer society. We can consume only and nothing to create.  We are a huge jaw and a bottomless stomach.  Our soul is lost and it is the voice of one crying from the depths of despair. We want only bread and circuses, so our art is the child of sin.

"The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance." Aristotle  If artists remembered about it, they would not make "black art" in Art.  "Art is a collaboration between God and the artist, and the less the artist does the better." André Gide Today every artist want to be heard and understood, but what for "do things the hard way, create unnecessary complications for oneself". Harmony belongs to God but not man. Talent is the ability to comprehend God's harmony .   "Art, as far as it is able, follows nature, as a pupil imitates his master; thus your art must be, as it were, God's grandchild."  Dante Alighieri

 What is truth?

"It is not possible for a good tree to give bad fruit, and a bad tree will not give good fruit." "So by their fruits you will get knowledge of them."

I was a different person 20 years ago. I was very shy girl. Today I have an experience enough to do not pay attention to the rudeness of the modern world. To the person who not able to say lies, the binding, the punctual and the believer, difficult to live in the modern world. You think, if you can't betray it will means that nobody betray you...??? Ha, ha, ha! Your delicacy is perceived by others as weakness and a sign on that anyone can "gives you a blow on the right side of your face", the answer won't follow. Decency??? Many people doesn't know what is decency. In the world, where dog eats dog, can survive only one who has an immunity from virtues. The worse the better. The battle between good and evil continues. But while there is life there is hope. I can not force people to be good. But I can keep my principles and belief and to be the person.

What is Art in my mind? Art is the way to knowledge of the unknown. Art must search the new way of development but contemporary art has chosen a false way - the way of the black art. It is the road to nowhere. we made the Art a servant of the consumer but Art is not a design and an artist is not a designer. If I did not know about the new perfection in Art I would not talk about it. The artist Valentin Massov created the new direction in Art - Spiritual Realism. His water color works radiate light. Unfortunately I can not exhibit Valentin Massov's works which he has made in the period 1975 - 1979, because my camera can not make them. I can only tell about him.

"Out of chars and ashes, out of dust and coals, like golden salamanders, the old years, the green years, might leap; roses sweeten the air, white hair turn Irish-black, wrinkles vanish; all, everything fly back to seed, flee death, rush down to their beginnings, suns rise in western skies and set in glorious easts, moons eat themselves opposite to the custom, all and everything cupping one in another like Chinese boxes, rabbits into hats, all and everything returning to the fresh death, the seed death, the green death, to the time before the beginning. A touch of a hand might do it, the merest touch of a hand." Step on a mouse and you crush the Pyramids.

What is truth? Anybody has own truth. How many people so much opinions. We must live in peace. We must find things in common for survival of all mankind. It may be culture or science or idea of self-preservation. Something that can unite us. But in my opinion only faith make us by people. This is true. There are many religions in the world. But God is one. If people knew God they would find the way to live in peace. Cain killed Abel. We are killing each other till now. Why? Satan want our blood. He forces us to kill each other. Why? Why must we obey to him? Why?

The fight of systems will continue because faith is synonymous with politics in our modern world. The believer man will never a terrorist because God is not the terrorist. God is love. If people know Him they will never kill one another. Unfortunately people only think that they know Him. Actually we can only guess who is He. God does not say us:" Let's go kill him, because he is an Jew, a Christian, a Moslem." God says us:"Love one another!" The suicide bomber is a pawn in play of the cheap politicians. People! Do have a mind!

Yesterday a few bandits killed innocent people in Moscow. It was act of terrorism. Can you be tolerant to Satan ? No ! Do you want to play in democracy ?   Your games in democracy are killing innocent people ! I do not say we need  dictatorship. Dictatorship is the power of Satan too. I say we need a rational approach to life .   We need to know and understand that   fanatics are fanatics , and we should not be tolerant to them .

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TODAY I CREATED A NEW SITE. PhotoArt Journal.  This site was created for my photos which have accumulated a lot . PhotoArt is my hobby and I love it.  Welcome to my site!

I am 40. It's my Point of no Return. It's a maturity on my calendar. I am a mature person with my outlook and concept of life. I am free from unnecessary illusions and another's opinions. I know that I want, and I know that I do not want. I have a choice and it mine. I know value of creativity. I have possibility to work how I understand it and I feel it, without looking back at tendencies art-business. I do not catch mirages because I know my way. I do not owe anything to anybody and it makes me free. I still want and can think. I do not know what is depression, because I have faith in God. I am glad that I can repeat my words which I told 17 years back: "He has surrendered, because he have had no belief," though now I wouldn't began to condemn him, because I know this ruthless world of evil. My talent is my diamond of the first water which can't be taken away and which gives me dividends more than money all world. My future is in God hands, th

I am back! I was in the country. Russian countryside is the especial place. There are silence, rest and solitudes in 25 km from the town. It is the beautiful place where you have the opportunity to quietly reflect and liberate your thinking from the town fuss. Contemplation of nature is a step to knowledge of yourself. I love to be alone. To be alone it means to be with God for me. When you leave the house to field, as though you fall outside the limits of yourself. S ilence comes in you and starts talking to you . And you can hear the sounding of eternity. I like look at Russian open spaces. They are boundless and very poetical. I love it.