Мои книги 2014
2014 Борис Моисеев: Суперзвезда Шоу-бизнеса - Россия
Boris Moiseev: Showbiz Celebrity - Russia
ISBN 9781925278019 NLA ID 53937614 http://www.proza.ru/2014/12/22/1117
2014 Андрей Бартенев: Суперзвезда Перформанса - Россия
Andrey Bartenev: Performance Celebrity - Russia
ISBN 9781925278996 NLA ID 53937613 http://www.proza.ru/2014/12/22/1142
Сегодня в 2014 у меня издана книга об Андрее Бартеневе ISBN 9781925278996 и это 123 стр. + его графика (1991 - 1996 ) с автографами гениального Андрея.
Я горжусь - что в 2014 - мне УДАЛОСЬ - написать 2 книги о великих РОССИЯНАХ : Борисе Моисееве и Андрее Бартеневе на Западе и увидеть - Первые Издания этих - ДВУХ КНИГ в АВСТРАЛИИ ... http://www.proza.ru/diary/yurikuznetsov/2014-12-22 /
2014 Andrey Bartenev:
Performance Celebrity - Russia
ISBN 9781925278996
NLA ID 53937613
ANDREY BARTENEV... http://www.proza.ru/2012/09/28/1101
‘You are the most cheerful person I ever met in my life,’ I said on meeting.
‘I remain being a child. I enjoy life’, Andrey busted into laughter.
He just radiates joy and pleasure.
His performances have uncontrollable fantasy of forms. It makes one being enraptured.
He creates his art-figures out of human bodies, dust whole attributes, incredible colours, and glass and bouquet of the plastics
It is the civic technologic manufacturing throw out of our century.
It is the result of shop-rubbish over manufacturing per head.
Human being tempo riot on stage is his strong point.
Mannequin-men are frequent on his drawings.
He makes them moving, as a magician.
Verbose ritual downfall is his main point.
Mating, wedding, festivities, banqueting, deception, fascination are in his delicate performances that master’s creativity is engaged on.
He is wordy while talking.
He likes cacophony and buffooneries about nothing.
He plays pranks, misbehaves, attacks or hits back. He does not run off if there is the use of offensive force or mental wrestle there.
He is young, cheerful and fruitful to the utmost scale. His supermodels clothed-up in outfits of the future.
Sometimes it seems he is not interested in modernity.
He is there beyond the horizon of forthcoming millennium, which foreseen, betoken from unfamiliar stuffing’s.
His multicultural art is about many ancient centuries. His alalia-masks are in strips scyphi-costumes with the plaintiff bijouterie, screaming in nose the design, and a face-to-face side-view or in deep-shadowed recourse always.
The superb-decorator of human body creates in a vast facet of virtual elements of incredible things.
Synthetically make-up of what is shabby via the TV-today disappears out of sight, nowhere.
I am looking in his welcoming face, kind eyes, and colourful oval frills features of his bifocals.
I am fastening my writers’ eyes on his delicate male-figure, the long and dry skinny neck and sensory perceptive fingers.
‘I do not have answers to soliloquy Readers’ Questions.’
I can only see what he has… in Arts.
‘Well, here is the answer to the question!’
His nose protrudes from his face and eyes!
‘Probably, only my nose is advance of my fantasies,’ Andrey broke into laughter as having guessed about his own thoughts.
We embraced each other, rolling on the ground laughing.
I am happy for him.
Amazingly, that his heart and soul are open for global kindness.
He does not have suspicion or obstacles in relation to his friends.
Here was me standing.
Here was him standing and speaking to me.
Here were both of us falling down on the floor laughing.
Is not it the secret of speedy temper, reckless and openness of heart and be generous in frank palms… toward the ones loving you.
I am felling jolly.
Andrey remains genius not only for himself.
He has a sense of been chosen among the guy-mortals.
Routine and greyness does not empoison his delicate being, fragile mind and enormous in humanity his heart.
He goes his own happy way, making festival round himself.
His celebrative essence brings into existence the cheerfulness that is the ‘Self-energy of People’s Self-existence’.
I want to be close to him, nearby, near-at-hand…
I like to feel his presence… without losing him out of empathy.
Well, I even if I left his art workshop at his home, I am still somewhere… over here... It could be here in his Moscow, in his Russia… or in my Australia.
However,
it is within one day,
week,
month,
year,
century and
a new millennium… one planet apart.
The sense of unity can empathize the life inspires with in me.
It all comes from Andrey Bartenev’s existence now.
This miracle sets for me a rhythm of his life.
He does not engross other people and me for his own starts and progresses.
He models a special lightness in the heart. No one wants… off-putting antimatter, anti-gravidity or anti-magnetism! Well, this is Andrey Bartenev’s being too.
At last, I stopped here… having thought of the reader.
‘No. No doubts can be. They will understand’.
I am putting the final additions to Audrey’s lingo portrait…
After getting together with him,
one wants to live,
create,
get free of distemper and nostalgia,
that vanity is full of...
This is the very core of a genius-painter, genius-designer and sparkling performance expert... The great personality is Andrey Bartenev from Russia.
Well, one more, STILL PICTURE PORTRAIT includes the FRAME, which built with words-quotations from the book about him...