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- What is this?
- Quiet. Listen. It's like a verbal painting. The artist invites the viewer to look carefully for an empty box or blank wall. He describes the picture, and the viewer, or in this case, the listener becomes the co-author of: he imagines the picture and projects his vision to the empty frame. The picture exists in reality, but the artist, describing her, immediately destroying it. In this way the painter makes fun of the cultural industry, producing exclusively tangible, material objects. He offers us something poetic, ephemeral, intangible.
- I think it is unlikely to buy.

Yellow drops - Sunny glare
Warm spots, happiness and summer.
Quiet tenderness will be spilled
In pink as clouds at dawn.
Drops green freshness combines -
The leaves and grass in wet ground.
Transparent drops - drops of sorrow,
Tears of rain on cold glass.
Droplets of scarlet beads of blood
I will heartbroken;
Drops of dairy - those that will cover
Warm lips suckling.
Blue droplet spray of the sea
In memory of seagulls, freedom, and wind.
Black droplets splash mountain:
Drops of fear, drops of death.

I have to draw you a picture
A fine brush on the canvas;
Maybe I'm bad at drawing, sorry
But I really want to draw me.
I do not own grace,
I don't mix paint to the right tone;
What if I draw a picture
Of small droplets of different colors?

Artist Surikov. Epic "Deer in the ransom."

I've been treating him. He was a difficult patient. He saw reality too clearly. The faulty mechanism of denial, which failed to block the awful truths of existence. In the end, his inability to push away the awful facts "of being in the world" made his life meaningless, or as one great Hollywood producer: "Too much reality is not what the people want". Sandy Bates suffered from depression common to many artists in middle age. In my last article for "the Psychoanalytic journal" I call it "Ozymandias melancholia" [Ozymandias Melancholia].

To create a beautiful life,need to be an artist.