It may be a lazy critic to write that the artist’s life was in itself an artwork, but we are dealing with a man who allowed The wounded worry The inscriptions in his bed while he was sleeping on the ground. When he was a teenager, he became a sailor and a delicate from southern Russia to India and Egypt. Later, make an additional ruble boxing in the circus. His way to Picasso Studio spoke by pretending to be a blind musician. Picasso expelled him, but the same trick deceived Kaiser Wilhelm II to give him a golden watch, immediately sold it. His slogan was “Life in Art”, but only a small part of each of them – enough to fill the KGB file – is our point of view on Tatlin.
We can imagine how to read this file, how a life was cut, clicked and dried: Vladimir Yverfavovich Tatinin. Born in 1885, the subject of the ancient Russian Empire. He grew up in Kharkiv, Ukraine. A self -described artist. He joined the Moscow School for Drawing, Sculpture and Architecture, 1902. A proud supporter of the revolution. The enemy of the delicious bourgeois painting. Archrival from the abstract painter Kazimir Malevich. The construction father, a term invented by Malevic enthusiastically and before Tatlin. Supporter of “real materials in real space”. Sculptor of fragments of metal fragments, wires, wood and glass. He did not see any inherent contradiction between beauty and use. He spent the early years of the Soviet Union in Moscow and Petrograph, where his comrades preferred the utilitarian designs for clothes, textiles and a super efficiency stove. It is famous for “a memorial to the third international”, which is an enormous bone wedding cake that has never been built but survives thanks to models and photographs. The star of the vanguard while the Soviet Union still allows one. You later avoided the crime of not being a socialist painter. He died 1953, Moscow.
The word “ending colonialism” comes more than once in “Tatlin: Kyiv”, which is the strange survey of the strange Ukrainian Museum of the work of the artist from ten. The topic may be, here in the heart of the small Ukraine in Manhattan, the Ukrainian itself: Our hero is VolodimirAnd not Vladimir, and if he sometimes comes as a fan of the Soviet Union, he is also a proud son of kharkiv, who grew up on folk art and Pandora music. The revolution took him east, but after a few years, the President of the New University of the Kiev Institute of Arts extended an invitation, and from 1925 to 1927, Tatlin taught there, along with other Ukrainians, who convinced them well for a short period that communism had created the best in all parts of the possible creative worlds. In the next decade, the institute resumed teaching academic drawing, and the lucky person in the old group has turned to get rid of propaganda. The rest, imprisonment, or dissolving another in the intestine of the new Stalin Empire was shot. This is all terribly in a timely manner, although the similarities at the present time have never felt a turbulent: Russian, Russian, Russian, Russian in most Western novels, but between Tatlin and Malavic, Esitzki and Anthol Petricsky, Alexanders Archnginco and Duvisko, there was Rossan Gardeon without artists from Akran artists. This offer, which is described as the first Tatlin survey in the United States, confirms that some things are very late that they have become financial again.
There is an impressive number of the original Tatlins offered here: Seven. This is more than there was MimaA big show in 2016, a shortage of a book on the Civil War barely reminding Lincoln. It is understandable, though: the director of the Ukrainian Museum, Peter Doruchenko, told me that there is a ninety -five percent of Tatlin’s works either lost or destroyed by a totalitarian state that is not needed. Most of what continued will not leave Russia’s museums any time soon, but Ukraine has apparently sent the support of the first lady, Olina Zelinska. Initially, you find two small cubic graphics in Tatlin, both naked females. MINOR works, perhaps, but note how, when Tatlin “Picasso” does, he does not have any early idol penalty. Do not hurt the solid pegs of women’s bodies and do not pose any threat – they shake us, and this is all.
The Tatlin grant whispered in its time in Kiev, for an excellent reason that Stalin’s followers have ignited most of the evidences of this. Even with all the research by the Ukrainian Museum team, we do not know the names of more than a third of Tatinin’s students, perhaps because most of them died in disinfection. (The President of the University survived Gulags, and continued to write about Ukrainian art, but censorship prevented him to include anything about Tatlin.) Information about the institute that avoids the memory hole only sits there, although this makes some of them brighter. The first Showstopper is graphic designs in Vitrine created by Tatlin in KyIV, which makes its début museum. Like its sculptures, its stickers are all ends, not a body. One of them, which he created for the silent film “Borylav Laughs”, based on a Ukrainian novel about the work strikes, takes a factory to benefit from oil and mix its parts like playing papers, so that there is no center or dominant direction: the pipes flow around it and more pipelines, while the address messages retreated on everything. Amid chaos, Tatlin’s accuracy; You may not be sure where different bits go or what you do, but you can always know whether it is a rope, wood, metal or brick. Or the body – do not affect the small factor that raises the steps in the upper right part. Either he prays for the worker’s uprising, or this is what life appears to be in the new socialism.
Rebuilding without wings of Tatlin, letatlin.
It is easy to explain art like this in the clarity of contempt after it is too late. Everything begins to feel like a omen from inclusiveness: the unbalanced model and non -investigators “the monument to the third international”, and it is absent from the Ukrainian museum but it is in countless books, it is clear that it is clear that the tower of Babylon is modern. To estimate Tatlin on its own terms, here is a good base of the thumb: an imbalanced situation next to piety. The right angles are for Wimps. The material flourishes when it seems about to collapse. Tatlin was far from the only Soviet Vanguard to make strong books with a Qatari (see almost any Malek), but, based on the work of his students, which there is a good sample in this exhibition, may have gone further than that in making an explicitly methable principle. The 1931 movie poster designed by Seme Mindel is riots of rings and arrows – the only -level -level -level -class creature is the gray industrial factor, and it seems unstable, nothing at all. Everything tends because everything moves because everything shakes energy. The movie is called “Rolling of Iron”, which can be almost the name Tatlin Tower.
A marine carpenter once saw a picture of the original “monument” model and announced that it must have been created by someone in the same working line, with a talent for stairs. Eye of the Taurus: Tatlin was a carpenter during the days of its sailors, and it is possible that he continued to think about himself as a maker of things that were ingenious and elegant but above everything useful. The story convinces me that Tatlin’s main work in this show is a platform that was built in 1927, for the tenth anniversary of the October Revolution, and was rebuilt from old photos. Somehow, it is also a drawer, with three small steps in the back, followed by three big steps that would wander around a speaker like a pile of books about to drop. Unusual – but what is the usual platform? A large non -moving board makes the concern look impressive during the rest of us with attention? The Tatlin version is not more honest, completely, but it provides a sweetest dream of power: the speaker of this platform addresses us from the stairs, such a superior factor, and strikes us as a climb.
If his life is an artistic work, what kind? The tragedy is the clear answer, but a strong condition can be provided to the black comedy. These are the horrific paradoxes! The man who believed that realism was buried by her, an engineer, who celebrated the concrete materials is mainly remembered in photographs. Above all: the carpenter’s carpenter who aspires to help his colleague Hoomo, the sane He devoted himself to foolishness after foolishness. (It is unlikely that the Soviet Union has built his sign even if it wanted it). He spent years working on the flying machine called letatlin. After that, a bad joke is at the top of one, which was considered useless during the last twenty years of his life. The museums made his black ball for his refusal to make the Soviet group, and by the end he was drawing pictures for money in the streets of Moscow. Eight people attended his funeral. What kind of art he was making for himself is not really known, because after his death, he made most of what remains in his home, after he considered him to be considered it He – she useless.
Perhaps it was also right, but there is a difference between useless and valuable. A drawing at the exhibition, by Tatlin Mykola Triaskin student, shows that some young people wander from water. Most of them hunt fish, but one of them is lying, smoking. I assume that this will qualify as useful behavior from the Soviet terms, but there is no hint of intrusion; We may look at a kind of perfect micro society. (Is it purely by chance that the oblique network in the drawing center looks like a “tatlin”?) There is enough for everyone here. Work is a form of play, and entertainment is the natural state of things: life for life.
And art for art? Another person was a masterpiece that declared all useless art. Tatlin hated the idea, of course, but you know how the Soviet Union swallowed it all made me want to say that we can all do some additional feasibility, in our aesthetics as well as in our lives. Talking about it, the final offer in “Tatlin: Kyiv” is the reconstruction without wings from letatlin. It is huge but sensitive, like the exterior of the wood, with enough space for adults to suit it inside, and endless graceful lines that turn into other graceful lines. During most of the time I spent the research, I forgot that it was supposed to fly. ♦
