
It’s scary to confess, even to myself, but I seem to have begun to understand contemporary art.
After all, what is non -modern art? This is something frozen, such as Venus Miloskaya, from which all superfluous was cut off. Something like those letters on the monument to a curly citizen: “He will not overgrow to him ...” We are all now in an embrace for the eternal age, yes. Of course, there are “new readings” when three sisters with hairy legs drive a unfortunate tuzenbach girl across the stage, but it would be better if they were not there. Real non-modern art is a forever completed work of art, whether it be the lyrical eight-play, epic novel, song. Neither decrease nor add.
On the contrary, the work of contemporary art does not end at the moment when the last smear is applied and the last note is sung. This is only the beginning. And then the head of the party and government will certainly appear at the exhibition, call all the fagots, and here the picture is separated from the Creator, gaining a new, dynamic life.
A simple Soviet bulldozer is also good on the site of the dear Nikita Sergeyevich; They, in essence, are interchangeable. The leader opens his mouth, the driver of the earth's machine launches the engine - and it does not matter what is depicted on the canvases. Soil and fate are already breathing in them. Under the hooves of the leader and under the caterpillars of the bulldozer, ordinary art turns into modern at the same speed. Actually, they become genuine authors: a talkative boss and a rumbling shrew.
When the girls from Pussy Riot appeared in the temple and put on their balaclavs, this was not a modern art. And when they laid out the song on the network - this could turn out for them with a small fine for hooliganism, but not worldwide fame. About the feats, about valor and about the criminal term, which sometimes accompanies the creators of both modern and ordinary art, completely different people took care of.
When about feminists, imitating Khrushchev, but in his unique language the national leader spoke. When the so -called Orthodox community drove through them for the first time. When the three of the punk group that asked the Virgin to drive Putin and turned to the Patriarch demanding faith, they put in a pre-trial detention center and began to prepare for trial. When this fantastic action began in the Khamovnichesky Court, during which the decisions of the Trull Cathedral were in demand and the social group of "victims of Pussy Riot" was speechless. When the lawyers of the victims took the word and started talking about the "secret Masonic chains", simultaneously delving into the history of the Russian-Japanese war, which, as it turned out, unleashed the spiritual predecessors Alekhina, Tolokonnikova and Samutsevich. When the court handed them all over the “two -legged” that the head of state liked so much, and the request for the Virgin was filled with a new, final meaning. For the power, secular and spiritual, in the mirror of this court appeared by some medieval monster, and the blasphemy turned into martyrs for their lawless feminist faith.
Then the ingenuous rhymes, swept in squeaky voices, became a genuine phenomenon of contemporary art. Moreover, the rare property, since usually the plot is exhausted by bulldozers, and then you can give out interviews all your life. However, in our unique case, the matter was not limited even to a prison. Then there were Yoko and scandals associated with the trademark, the miraculous liberation of Samutsevich and the "scarecrow of the Jew" from the lips of the president, which already seemed some kind of extra, deliberate dramatic course against the backdrop of total idiocy, demonstrated by the authorities. That is, it’s just right to write a critical article about unhealthy trends in contemporary art and that the unknown author of this production does not know how to stop in time - but who to write and where to publish?
And now this amazing court, nicknamed the people for the coolness of Zamoskvoretsky, who recognized the video of Pussy Riot extremist, and in the absence of the convicts themselves. Still, Nikita Sergeyevich and those Chekists who drank the labor feat of the bulldozer, were more honest. They expressed their unbiased assessments directly in the face of artists. The current authorities are lurking under the situation of the law that tells the plot an additional intrigue.
By the way, Nikita Sergeyevich did not put any of the cdolen artists, which was extremely sincere in his art history speeches, and they continued to exercise painting. The victims of the bulldozer exhibition, who did not leave, after the world scandal and world state shame, were allowed to exhibit in ordinary halls. As for contemporary art in the Putin era, it also becomes forbidden. That is, modern ones, which attracts the hearts and special attention of experts. Experts scratch the turnips and allow evaluative judgments, practicing in the rhetoric: they say, these goats are going to judge the girls again, now for extremism, or something, how did Khodorkovsky be sentenced by "all stolen oil"? And the audience downloads and expose songs, which at first were perceived as the tasteless pranks of the simple -minded virgins, but thanks to powerful state support, they rose to sky -high heights. This is the power of contemporary art in which even the author of these lines began to understand a little. Yes, and how not to figure it out when they prompt from all sides.