MORRA GALLERY 

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ART EXHIBITION 

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Kulaew Lev
08.02.1928-13.02.1997

Creative life its was very short - the whole several years,afterwards long years of inactivity and finally, at the end lifes, bright hits, very nonlong, but powerful.

L.Kulaew was give birth at 1928 years in village Bokovo,near Moscow,and its adolescence was come on rakish wailled years. In spite of burdence that years, its artistic abilities were a change by school teachers, who and have advise him develop its skill in the Public school of arts, which it to advantage finish.

For first postwar years happens to a peak creative work my father. It drew, drew much, drew greedily, particularly portraits, in which, to my mind, it reach especial successes. But is save much little work. Colleagues on work, neighbours on the house, relatives - it portray all. Often in the metro or bus it drew sitting beside and then and there presented it their own work. Seemed that all foreshadows a quarry of professional artist - is necessary continue to learn, improve a technician letters, rally an experience. But, on the advice of their own multiple relatives, (it was the most younger, fifth, child in the family) which considered that painting on the life do not earn, gets fashionable in that time a profession of driver.

But ambience, in which it revolved, did not give an output to its talent - in earnest its creative works did not perceive nobody - for them it was no more than curious thing, fun. When it presented their own work familiar or close, it took them, from botom of my heart thanked, brought homeward and then and there forgot on them, having throw in the corner or having put in the book instead of the bookmark, as far as its creative works was not insert in frames traditionally-Philistine sample of art, which, after the war, prosperred in the manner of the porcelain elephants and upperbed carpet with expressing the bears.

Than senior became an artist, that more sharp it perceived a conflict of its talent and surround its ambiences. Was Necessary do a choice - or stay, but not to create, or continue to create, порвав with surround, close him people. Regrettably, it has choose the first and drew already all less and less. Significant that fact, that work executed after 1952 year is not save. I seem - their simply was not - an artist is transform in the driver. It not smog to find a support its talent nor beside native, nor beside familiar, nor beside wife, which subsequently used its work as a stand under hot.

Began the most sad period in lifes of artist - a period unautivity. Thirst creation choked its, its talent power, not have possibility will expressed in product, run away and is turn against it the most.

As already tradition on the land russian, it begin to search for a truth in the glass, having renew and without that enourmous list one,perish in Russia from vodka.

And only through thirty from spare years, at the end 80-h years, after carrying brian attact, deprived possibility actively to move, it once again gets down to the pencil. But now it writes in the colour - for the first time!, after all all its early work are executed or pencil or feather. (Regrettably so and stays a riddle why then father used only black colour in their own work. Was this is caused by the absence of artistic paints in postwar economic dislocation or sharp contrast between the drawing and paper is the most packed corresponded to its
selfexpression.)

Just when the whole world was for it is limited only by the room and small space before the house, artist expresses its in their own product colour. It writes a watercolors or gouache on the paperboard or veneer to bright compositions, as a hymn to the triumph lifes. That lifes, which already abandonned its, but did not end with its death, either as did not begin with its birth. It hurried - paralisation increase - was necessary have time so much do, while be power to keep a hand. And expressed that him already is not given was never again see - a sundown on the timber lake, moon night in the wood, year glade flood by the light, winter wood...

                                                                                                                                 Natali Yurkoff - A Daughter of artist.

That you see presently - a result laborious computer restoration, conducted by me. Manage to delete yellow colors of papers, heel and dirt where this did not harm to the scene. In some places restoration was not executed, as far as we have come to a conclusion not to add nor one own stroke, so such area are leave in the initial type. Blackness pencil strokes is average on expressing, are removed dirt, black spots and colour heel of obviously latest origin.
Wladimir MORRA

Drawing before restoration after restoration (click for increasing)

Page created - February, 24 1999. Design changed - February, 10 2000. 

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