The raid continues

Again Pushkin, poems, mirrors, paper architecture and Kyrgyz REP

It would seem, how can one still celebrate the birthday of Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin?! Probably, one could get together in any small hall, read his poems, mournfully expressively, so that the greatness of the poet finally reached all those present.

In their own way they took this significant event in the Tyr club, where that Saturday evening everything was saturated not only with the Pushkin spirit, but in general creativity in all its manifestations. The event was called the “Night of the White Leaf” and was a direct continuation of the “White Leaf Day” - a secret flash mob, which was unpretentiously convinced by the “performance“ Be Pushkin! ” Or even simpler the “veneration ceremony”, where Pushkin was honored with the launch of paper aircraft and the scattering of white paper.

In the evening with the same impromptu snow (or salute, as you like), the floor in the Tyr club was dotted. The poems of the Pskov and Novgorod authors who felt their relationship with the poet, the gaze of visitors presented an exhibition of paintings by the artists “Good taste” on the jokes about Pushkin Daniil Harms, as well as children's drawings, which captured almost the entire biography of the poet.

It was not without reason that the slogan sounded: “Be Pushkin!”, Now everyone could become, without using special efforts, it was not necessary to write a poem even. There was a mirror at the entrance, to which the white cylinder and bacenbard were attached - so that every look in it could see their reflection, which was very similar (immediately!) To Alexander Sergeyevich.

There were plenty of “Pushkin” this evening in the club “TIR”. Everyone could freely go on stage and read a couple of their own poetic works. Among such daredevils was the artist Alexander Aksenov and guests from Veliky Novgorod. Particularly heated clubs persistently demanded: “Zp! Zp! ZP! " (The musical group “Freak of commoners”, whose expectation was subordinated to almost the entire festive evening).

Behind them, scattering a crowd of onlookers along the walls, models came to the impromptu podium, introducing the program “Fashion White Leaf” - paper costumes that were created by the hands of young Pskov architects. Some models could well be read, the dresses consisted of separate sheets with poems and draft sketches of Alexander Pushkin. The eyes were simply scattered, it was not clear what to look at: either at the dresses, or what was inscribed on them, or on their beautiful carriers.

For the complete sense of the holiday, visitors presented the film “Dreams of the City or City of Dreams” of the Novgorod design studio “Blue Beard”. The audience took an unusual movie quite adequately: with violent applause, which pleased the authors of the picture and brought them to a slight tenderness.

And, finally, at the moment when the joy of visitors knew no bounds, the same “ZP!” Snowed on the stage, which lit the audience with their old and not very hits, after all, the group had not spoiled the Pskov public for a long time. At some point, the group left the stage, and returned without the vocalist of Roman Efimov, conspiratorially smiling at each other. It turns out that Roman at that time prepared a small surprise for the public, in which he came out - it turned out to be a Kyrgyz robe and a skullcap. The composition of the simple Kyrgyz was performed by the composition “Kyrgyz rap” and many other songs, until the robe tired its carrier and made the novel get rid of him.

In addition to the Pushkin spirit, the club almost with a roar rushed small paper aircraft, accompanying performances and readers, models, and “bosses of commoners”. And all this was unobtrusive, sometimes even it seemed that the holiday was going on by itself and had no reason, each person was worthy of it, especially those who showed their outstanding abilities that evening.

And how many more such “great Russians ...” hides his talent somewhere in apartments, basements and attics?! Even the last with ... the son can be Pushkin!

Artem Koryushkin.