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Amazingly colorful landscapes. Artist Madjid / Majid (r.1943)

 

My dear friends and regular readers! I'm sorry, that did not warn you about the forced break in his appearance on the site. But I did not expect that it will last for so long and still not finished. Thank you, dear, for attention, for being bored and anxious for the congratulations and warm wishes and, in general, for what you have, I have! With you I've experienced a lot of pleasant moments.

Take from me as a gift to this post and let your life be always the same rich, bright as Majid works fine! I love you and miss you, too.

Provence

Frank Sinatra - Strangers in the Night


NOCTURNE

Month strokes reeds
Through lilac huts ...
Everything - the soul, and a soul.

Everything - the dream, everything - a deity,
Eternal mystery of godliness,
Eternal life magic.

Forest - how fabulous cane,
A reed - like wood-kid.
Quiet - like life, and life - as quiet.

Quaking fog -
As my dreams fraud
As of last novel ...

How fragrant, good
White apple newly-fallen snow ...
Not a soul, and everything - the soul!

I.Severyanin 1908

Pond. Water lily

Tuscany. Poppies

Lily pond

Landscape. Reed with pines

Forest fire

In thinking about Monet

Idyll

Canal du Midi

Pond with water lilies

Lake with water lilies

Tuscany

North Sea

City skyline. London

New York

Broadway. New York

Magdeburg. Big House

Sun City

New York

Spotted city street

Sunset

Big Apple night

Brooklyn Bridge, New York

Evening city. Rain

Rain in Times Square

Fading harbor. Sydney

Manhattan. Magic

New York night

City lights

 

  Majeed / Madjid was born in Tehran in 1943, in the famous family of artists Rahnavadkar. Both his grandfather and his brother were also honored artists. Already in 15 years (late 50s), a young man has been awarded several prestigious international awards for his paintings and sculptures. Majid lived in Europe for almost 30 years, and over 25 years in Munich. He is one of the leading artists of Munich's famous group, where developing his artistic expression. He was a favorite among collectors for many years. Everything he creates, it is full of inner vitality. Instead of focusing on the details and structure, Majid offers only aspects that are related to mood and atmosphere. Majid picture are "self-portrait", they emphasize his passionate energy and relaxed manner, zest for life and almost flippant attitude to particulars. As a man with a keen sense of hearing and the love of jazz, his works follow the same philosophy - free, colorful and infinitely expressive. His ability and hard work made his name and reputation on the international art scene, where his works are widely popular. Majid work can be found in many leading exhibitions around the world - in the UK, Europe, America and Asia.

~ Lu JianJun ... ~

Do not forget that I am small,
Which is far from the stem to stem,
What's more I wanted than she was,
That my whole world - only the edge of the table.
Ringing these rhymes - my bracelets jingle,
And it is unlikely they rasslyshit someone moan.
 
That all my fever - these dusty books.
Random gift - a sad my tongue.
Yes - that's still - we must not forget
What time can we kill.
As you wish, call - "reciprocity", "revenge"
It will devour whatever he wants to eat -
 
Palms sway, brown hair,
And laughter, and fear it willingly take,
And this world is on the edge of the table,
And do not care about him that I small.
One should forget me for ever -
That there is a solution and it is simple - do not be.
 
No easier and more convenient - believe me,
But I'm alive, and I - in the other door ....
 
Masha Protasova
 

 
 


 

Liu Jianjun, contemporary Chinese artist, creator of art movement called Symmetrim, author of "The Declaration of art Symmetrism". His paintings the artist paints in oil technique of the same name. He was born in 1960 in Hangzhou, located near the West Lake in Zhejiang Province, China. 1960 was a year of natural disasters, covering more than three-year period, which subsequently resulted in the Great Famine, who killed a third of the population of the province.

 

 
 
Lou survival was seen by many as a God-given miracle, considering that many others were not so lucky. Artistic imagination, understanding of the human condition and undeniable skill eventually led Liu Jian Jun at the Central Academy of Fine Arts of China, which the artist graduated with a scientific degree, and later, to the post of professor at the Academy of Art in Shandong Province. Technique, focus and intensity of his work is often compared to paintings by artists from the late 19th century, wrote in the style of Russian academic.
 

 
Professor Liu acquaintance with Russian academic painting by Ilya Repin and his contemporaries, as impressive, which could not exert any influence on the artist's work. Paintings Prof. Lu has repeatedly awarded prizes at numerous Chinese and foreign art exhibitions and have found their way into some of the most significant private collections. Reproductions of his works were published in newspapers and magazines ....
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 


 

 

 

 

 

 

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Galina Lukyanov ... ~ ... ~ On Earth




 
In one moment to see eternity,
Huge world - in a grain of sand,
In a single handful - infinity
And the sky - in the calyx ...
 

William Blake

June. From the cycle Solstice
 
Retell her stories - they are simple and unsophisticated: the life of trees and water, illuminated with the light clouds life, living things in an old house window.
Her photographs are sincere and unfamiliar. Unfamiliar, because very few people have seen them, unfamiliar because the life of clouds and old clock, cats and puddles nobody knows.
She was an artist, when few people had the idea that with the help of pictures can be creative.
It works, while in the newspapers even referred reporters photographer. It can not touch her. Otherwise, there is no need to live in the countryside - still can not hear what is going on among the flowers.
She lives on the ground, garden and chicken breeds, once a year disappear into the wilderness for a month to shoot as spring comes back, prints long and hard to portray what she sees on the ground, just as you know it only it ...
 

 

House of cycle-1

 

Artist Galina Lukyanov was born in the seventies, when she was in her late twenties, she had already left the profession of engineer for photos. It happened quietly: young woman engaged in fotokruzhke with children, went from portraits and genre contemporaries began to show pictures and landscapes. While they seemed unusual not only just a spectator, but also professionals from the photos. Today, when the history of photographic art in Russia ajar and many of the names of the old masters at the hearing, photos Galina Lukyanova without losing the mystery ...

 

House of cycle-1

Beauty, seen her in harmony with Turgenev's novels, it is clear, ghostly, transparent and perfect. Her photos - the same perfection. Slightly change the tone or trim frame - and all will become a commonplace, STTS. It leaves only those that are accurate. And rarely gives them names - how to identify a word that the abundance of meanings that carries the light in her pictures; calls only series - schools of thought throughout the years until they are ...

Forest stream. Kupavnitsy
 
She lives among the archetypes. Recent simply slip out of control of her mind, settling in ghost cats, mirrors, windows and spinning wheel, books, watches, empty and exposed subjects. She has a lot of self-portraits, where her reflection in the glass, her photos, her camera. As if she has fused with objects became manifest their soul, and humanizing - was locked in this world of things, each of which, like the ancients, bears her name, she does not exist as reality itself and the flesh ...

March. Stand By
"Two sleep at times come to me, - says Galina Lukyanov. - The first - the train leaves, and I, like Robinson, staying in an unfamiliar wild place. No people, no housing around. Look around and suddenly realize - at no shoulder bag with a camera. Anguish and despair embrace me what I would do, how and why to live? In the second - the same train leaves me in the wilderness, but the trunk with me. And after seeing the eyes of the train, - "Well, let him go ..." - I quietly left alone with nature. "
 
Galina Lukyanov

From the cycle House

From the cycle House

Aprel.Solntsevorot

From cycle to leave the village

High Water

House of cycle-1

From the cycle House-2

October. From the series Autumn notebook

 

November. Whirlpool.

River Protva

From the series Kitchen

From cycle to leave the village

"My photos I try to prove (perhaps primarily to itself), that the world in which I would like to live - there is, it is as real as the chaos that we see around us. Perhaps that is why I admit to myself only the photograph that bears the features of the document that is printed from one negative and without any technical tricks distorting nature. "

Galina Lukyanov