
At the exhibition there is a “Give Life” Cash Box with attached text: “My name is Darina, and this exhibition is the history of“ before ”. You ask: "To what?" And I, not embarrassed, will answer: "Before cancer."
The second year I am fighting with this difficult beast, which first settled in my ribs, and then moved to the lungs. The beast divided my life into "before" and "after." And this exhibition I want to let me down, because I became for myself something new ...
... dying, I learned to smile. Live one day, like this day is the last. Believe in a miracle. I owe all this to the fund, which gave me life for the second time.
Let's give life, holding hands - together! "
The beast named-diagnosis of the sarcoma Ying attacked Darina a year and a half ago, and she has not parted with the camera for six years-the girl bought the first film “Zinger” herself when she was 15 years old. And it still works only with a film - a dumb cinema is obtained, “shot in rented apartments, on dusty Ukrainian routes, on the sea, flooded with the sun, similar to a tin or clock - so she writes herself and explains that all this is“ ... nights and days of struggle for the fact that the moment is called. My moment of youth is impudence and beauty; Morning freshness interspersed with mud. And people, people ... gloomy, triumphant, speaking with a body or look, loving, hating, breathing, running, crying, feeling, screaming, sleeping and all those who became bricks for the formation of my inner temple at 21 ... "
Darina from Crimea, she is now 21, and the century of the 21st-so she explains the figure in the name of her exhibition. Why Pantheon? When mom is a historian, one of the first books that fall into the hands of the child may well be those that the myths of ancient Greece and the Roman temples of the gods.
And each wall at the exhibition is called the name of the deity, for example, “The Goddess of Nyukta”, with explanations from the author: “The tracks leading at night, the beacons, standing along the road and indicating the right direction, soluble coffee and billions of stars marvelously observing us. Meet the sunsets and see the dawn.
Portraits written by lights of traffic lights and neon signs "24 hours".
Or here is the Amur wall, it is dedicated to the little brother of Darina, Nikita, and this: this:
“Love, commensurate with the depth of the Mariinsky cavity, the temperature of the sun and the strength of the diamond.
Love is comprehensive, filling every cell and every mm. Portraits written from above. "

There is also the wall of Tartar - “Atlanteans, Okamenev, have long turned into factory pipes. Morning fog - ringing from heavy metals, settles with ashes on the heads of those who have long been behind the line. Portraits of streets written by mud and cobalt ... "
““ Tartar ”... This topic is especially close to me,” says Darina. - So I see Crimea (in the photo a plant and a sheep) - without the sea, without the sun. These photos were taken absolutely by accident. Also, several photos from Zaporozhye are a city of eternal sorrow and clouds from Gary. These photos are not just generalized by the Tartar theme, because in fact it is loneliness, doom, deep sadness, indifference and a feeling of uselessness ...
In the 11th, graduation, class of the school, Darina received a grant at the literature contest, could choose any university from three cities of Ukraine at the faculties of the humanities. She learned in Zaporozhye on a philologist, but it became uninteresting. She easily entered the Faculty of Geography of the Tauride National University - already in Simferopol. But two years later, her studies were very ill, it was treated with massages, and it got worse. Only then did the doctors prescribed tests, and when they saw the results, honestly admitted that they would not cure, we had to go to Moscow.
“My mother and dad and my dad arrived at the clinical hospital No. 40 in Moscow, and here I met my guardian angel, an amazing person and surgeon Mikhail Ter-Vesov,” says Darina. - He insisted that I follow the treatment in the center of children's hematology named after Dmitry Rogachev. But there for adult treatment is paid, and the “Give Life” fund took this problem. I was already treated here, and when my birthday came, a bell rang, and at first I didn’t even believe my ears, I was congratulated by Chulpan Khamatova. And in the end she said: “You know, Darina, this is my personal phone number, write it down to yourself. You can call me anytime ... ”I was shocked by this, I took care of the number, but I did not call myself. After some time, she called me, at the most difficult for me, just an unbearable moment when there was a second chemistry ...
When I was in intensive care, and I even had a heart arrest there. And later, when they found metastases in the lungs ... And then, when it became easier for me and they let me go home for a week, Chulpan invited me to the theater. And she said: "Maybe you will live this week with me?" At first I refused, it seemed to me excessive happiness. But after the performance, she already waited for her, saw her getting into the car, and caught up. I lived with her for a week, and we talked with her about everything in the world, and at night, and day, when it turned out ... She is a bright, thin, clean, very dear person. I have a whole small collection of all kinds of things from her - she literally took off herself and gave me beautiful rings and bracelets from shells and beads. I had a chaotic photographic material, I could never imagine that I would get an exhibition if not for Chulpan. She told me: "It will be a great project, do it ..."

- Darina, I admire your incredible attitude to life, your ability to see so much beauty that I often did not notice and passed by. You returned this happiness to me, ”said actress Chulpan Khamatova at the opening of the exhibition of the“ Give Life ”Foundation. - This is the birth of a wonderful artist. Darina, I don’t know where your fate, life, who will you become in the future will be thrown out later. But not many are given to feel and see the world around, to be able to and have time to grab it and fix it as you do.
For a photo exhibition, Darina Chulpan picked up a well -known Pasternak poem, which is associated with her with the works of a young artist, and read him at the opening: “... in everything I want to reach/to the very essence./In my work, in search of the path,/in heart trouble .../All the time grasping the thread/fate,/live, think, love,/translate opening ...”