In the apartment of Alexander Kargaltsev, a fashionable spacious loft in the no less fashionable hipster district of Brooklyn, something is constantly happening and always someone lives. Here they celebrate birthdays, read plays, take photo shoots in passing and record interviews. A sort of secular salon of the twenty -first century.
During our conversation, young people come here and go here, here either living, or working, or who forgot something at yesterday's party.
I live for three years, I am comfortable, I got used to it. I miss some of my friends, but most of them also left. Putin must ask me himself. He should apologize, it would be nice to kneel and ask very well. I'll consider it
In the midst of this cycle of people and ideas, we manage to drink welded coffee, herbal tea and champagne in Turk - New Year soon.
The last time I saw Kargaltsev on the rehearsals of The Net . Now he is working on a "crematorium", a performance-antiopia, in which Putin is building a crematorium for gays in Murmansk. According to Sasha, this is rather not a metaphor, but an ominous warning about what can happen if society continues to look through the fingers at the catastrophic situation with human rights in Russia.
In 2010, a graduate of VGIK Alexander Kargaltsev arrived in New York, becoming a laureate of the Putiton online collection and received a scholarship for training at the New York Film Academy. After graduating from the Academy, he received the status of a political refugee.
For three years of life in New York, Kargalsev seems completely mastering. He puts performances, takes pictures of photo projects, writes for Snob, works as a consultant in the Sotheby's auction house.
Between the matter, like many emigrants, he leads his internal, rather shocking monologue addressed to the President of Russia.
Theater of Alexander Kargaltsev
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