Maria Rozanova Biography
The surgeon said that any Frenchman would have died five days before such an operation and that, although the operation was good, the situation is hopeless. And it's time to say goodbye. It was late evening. Folded, we scurried around the corridors of the hospital, whispered, exchanged long, woeful glances, circles around the poor wife, who had not yet understood anything, and we already knew that by the morning she was a widow.
Sometimes they looked into the ward. There, on a very high bed, like on a hearse, lay a half-naked, blackened Nekrasov, wrapped in a network of some tubes and wires. Nekrasov was unconscious, and then Andrei Sinyavsky was very friends and the first year of emigration for the first year for Nekrasov said that there was one remedy, an extreme remedy, and that he would try and Sinyavsky wrote a Nekrasov necrologist.
During life. It was an attempt to help at least something, mentally, verbally, to speak death in those fatal hours. These runaway lines are not an essay or an article, not a letter or a diary. Rather, it is a half -wipe, a half -clutch. Something like witchcraft. And at the same time, an attempt to tell Nekrasov himself what Nekrasov is, because it is very important for any writer to know what he wrote in his life, irreplaceable, for which we all honor and love, and remember him as the word of our era.
Not a listing of merits, but an understanding of the face, the style of life and speech.
And by the morning of Nekrasov, he woke up: contrary to all medical forecasts and rules, he began to recover very slowly. What saved him then? Whether the mighty organism, or antibiotics, or the tense, concentrated love of friends, which also sometimes prevents the human soul into other Dali, - I don’t know, but Nekrasov got out of that grave and lived for another twelve years. These were very difficult years for him - the years of emigration, and they were brightened up mainly by countless travels as he loved to ride!
How he hoped for her, how he watched and how he rejoiced at every new word from there. He even sent an article about Corbusier to one of the Moscow magazines and then, in that distant Om year, on June 17, on his birthday, when Nekrasov was 64 years old, he was presented with a “lifetime necrologist”, as the next medal “For Courage”. Nekrasov read and said: “What a pity that such words cannot be printed about me today.
Do this after my death, presenter Maria Rozanova. Mikhail Shemyakin talks about the Soviet Union of Artists. A fragment of the speech of Viktor Nekrasov at the opening of the museum. Time ” -“ 90 years since the birth of Konstantin Paustovsky ”. Conversation at the round table. Anatoly Gladilin has a conversation. Victor Nekrasov and Efim Etkind are involved.
Viktor Nekrasov: By the anniversary of the writer's birthday, your browser is outdated and does not support the reproduction of sound files by HTML.