Alexey Yuryevich Golubev-Brodsky
«Smoke of the Bonfire»
Paper, graphics, 29x41, 2011
«Smoke of the Bonfire»
Paper, graphics, 29x41, 2011
Alexey Yuryevich Golubev-Brodsky
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«Smoke of the Bonfire»
Do not look with furrowed brows,
Do not turn your beautiful eyes away.
Dry grass, wind in the field,
The sad tale of an old gypsy woman:
Of how there will be love and caresses,
Deception and a fateful turn,
And you will leave, breaking your vow,
And I will weep for you.
Do not turn your beautiful eyes away.
Dry grass, wind in the field,
The sad tale of an old gypsy woman:
Of how there will be love and caresses,
Deception and a fateful turn,
And you will leave, breaking your vow,
And I will weep for you.
The smoke of a bonfire, the distant waters,
A willow bows above the stream.
My raven-maned steed,
Light are the traces of your hooves.
Here is the garden, here is the house, your window...
And a wave of heat will sweep the heart.
Ah, perhaps memory and love
Will bring you back, my beautiful one.
A willow bows above the stream.
My raven-maned steed,
Light are the traces of your hooves.
Here is the garden, here is the house, your window...
And a wave of heat will sweep the heart.
Ah, perhaps memory and love
Will bring you back, my beautiful one.
How we loved to sit together, just the two of us,
To linger long beside the campfire,
And kiss until the break of dawn
Beneath the starry canopy.
Winter has come. In the Don steppe
The white snows swirl,
Weeping and singing of something—
The witch—the whirling blizzard.
To linger long beside the campfire,
And kiss until the break of dawn
Beneath the starry canopy.
Winter has come. In the Don steppe
The white snows swirl,
Weeping and singing of something—
The witch—the whirling blizzard.
View painting/Collapse
«Smoke of the Bonfire»
Do not look with furrowed brows,
Do not turn your beautiful eyes away.
Dry grass, wind in the field,
The sad tale of an old gypsy woman:
Of how there will be love and caresses,
Deception and a fateful turn,
And you will leave, breaking your vow,
And I will weep for you.
Do not turn your beautiful eyes away.
Dry grass, wind in the field,
The sad tale of an old gypsy woman:
Of how there will be love and caresses,
Deception and a fateful turn,
And you will leave, breaking your vow,
And I will weep for you.
The smoke of a bonfire, the distant waters,
A willow bows above the stream.
My raven-maned steed,
Light are the traces of your hooves.
Here is the garden, here is the house, your window...
And a wave of heat will sweep the heart.
Ah, perhaps memory and love
Will bring you back, my beautiful one.
A willow bows above the stream.
My raven-maned steed,
Light are the traces of your hooves.
Here is the garden, here is the house, your window...
And a wave of heat will sweep the heart.
Ah, perhaps memory and love
Will bring you back, my beautiful one.
How we loved to sit together, just the two of us,
To linger long beside the campfire,
And kiss until the break of dawn
Beneath the starry canopy.
Winter has come. In the Don steppe
The white snows swirl,
Weeping and singing of something—
The witch—the whirling blizzard.
To linger long beside the campfire,
And kiss until the break of dawn
Beneath the starry canopy.
Winter has come. In the Don steppe
The white snows swirl,
Weeping and singing of something—
The witch—the whirling blizzard.
Alexey Yuryevich Golubev-Brodsky
Artist, graphic artist, sculptor.
Alexey Yuryevich Golubev-Brodsky was born on April 12, 1968, into a creative family spanning five generations of professional artists. The range of artistic interests among the representatives of this famous family is very broad—from classical painting and graphics to theatrical and film set designs, wire sculpture, and animation. From early childhood, Alexey Yuryevich grew up in a creative atmosphere. His first teachers were his grandfather, Fyodor Pavlovich Reshetnikov (one of the most prominent representatives of Socialist Realism in the USSR, known for the painting "Another Two"), and his grandmother, Lidia Isaakovna Brodskaya (daughter of the talented artist Isaak Brodsky, whose museum is located in his native city of Berdyansk). He graduated from the Moscow Secondary Art School (MSKhSh) at the Surikov Moscow State Academic Art Institute, in the department of sculpture and graphics. His professional fields include sculpture, graphics, and film and theatrical projects.
Alexey Yuryevich Golubev-Brodsky
Artist, graphic artist, sculptor.
Alexey Yuryevich Golubev-Brodsky was born on April 12, 1968, into a creative family spanning five generations of professional artists. The range of artistic interests among the representatives of this famous family is very broad—from classical painting and graphics to theatrical and film set designs, wire sculpture, and animation. From early childhood, Alexey Yuryevich grew up in a creative atmosphere. His first teachers were his grandfather, Fyodor Pavlovich Reshetnikov (one of the most prominent representatives of Socialist Realism in the USSR, known for the painting "Another Two"), and his grandmother, Lidia Isaakovna Brodskaya (daughter of the talented artist Isaak Brodsky, whose museum is located in his native city of Berdyansk). He graduated from the Moscow Secondary Art School (MSKhSh) at the Surikov Moscow State Academic Art Institute, in the department of sculpture and graphics. His professional fields include sculpture, graphics, and film and theatrical projects.