Lev Berberov Biography

Without touching his professional qualities to their professionals and evaluate, analyzing only what people say about him as a person, one cannot but appreciate the type. The fiery Azerbaijani, a friend of animals, a lover of women and their beloved, Balagur and started, a magnificent organizer and capable manager. A bright personality, to say. In addition, is the only chief architect of the city who held this post three times.

Engaged in the Berberov affair, I came across an article from my beloved for the ridiculous style and juicy condness of the “socialist Donbass”. It was published in the room for October 22. The title is "Traces of the architect Berberov." The author is Vsevolod Russov, then still young, in the future - the coriff. We read this very characteristic document of the era without abbreviations.

How did Berberov accused of vandalism “Which of the architects did not dream of glory, about leaving a mark in the memory of people? Even if a few people, albeit very, completely small trace, but still capable of preserving the name of the architect for years. In all likelihood, Lev Lvovich Berberov also thought about this, leaving Gorlovka not so long ago, where he had been in the post of chief architect of the city for more than one year.

I thought that the end of his stay in Gorlovka came up, and neither you are a farewell address, nor a banquet, nor wires with flowers and orchestras. And the memorial plaque, in all likelihood, will not be hanged on the house. People will pass by at home and will not pay attention to the fact that at one time architect Berber lived in it. Lev Lvovich sighed woefully and began to recall all the bad things that happened to him in Gorlovka.

No insults or infringements were recalled. On the contrary, the Gorlovites were very respectful to him, addressed politely. In stores, they even allowed to pay contributions for a year late for goods purchased on credit. If anyone was worried about the chief architect, then it is only the household workers in the jurisdiction of which was his mansion. Occasionally, they reminded Berberov that it was necessary to finally make a fee for the apartment.

Each time, Lev Lvovich was indignant at these reminders and each time he did not pay money. And now, before leaving, Berberov remembered the house management, and his heart started with indignation: - What a rudeness! Well, let's say he owed in five months. What is the trouble. I will not pay a penny of broken.

You will know how to disturb. Perhaps inspiration, the architectural thought appeared, and they had a galley about the rent ... Reasoning so, Berberov walked around the rooms of his Gorlovskaya apartment - a two -story state cottage, which he had to leave in connection with the move. So he stopped in front of the electric meter, winked cunningly to him: “It was decently wound up.” It is good that I do not let the controllers into the house and I do not pay money for the light.

I’ll leave - let them come to take off the indicators ... Lev Lvovich was also a little delayed at the telephone table. The device reminded that living in Gorlovka, he, Berberov, did not pay a penny for the phone. Payment was entirely at the expense of the institution he headed. One or two, and now the telephone wires are torn from the wall. The ease with which this operation was performed was liked by the architect, and a plan of further action was born in his head.

Murlyching under his breath: “It will come in handy for me and this too” he walked around the apartment and began to tear off the electric shutters, cartridges. With a bang, plaster flew to the floor, the dust rose with a pillar. But Lev Lvovich did not notice anything of this. When he was “with meat”, the last cartridge was torn out. Berberov thought for a moment.

But only for a moment. In the next instant, he was already in the kitchen and, grunting, turned a gas stove. Then the line of the built -in wardrobe, doors, staircases ... And only when literally everything was defeated in the mansion, Lev Lvovich was tired. Having immersed a state telephone and other objects into the car with things, L. Berberov left the house.

Giving the keys to the home -defender mansion, Lev Lvovich, as it were, by the way, noticed "the receipt, it seems, it is supposed to be rented out in absolute order." Lev Lvovich drove into the regional center, and a few days later everyone in Gorlovka already knew that it was not an architect, not a Soviet intellectual, but a barbarian, a layman, petty and evil, architecture with their hometown.

The indignation of Gorlovites knew no bounds. It turns out that L. Berberov, no matter how you say, but still left the trace in Gorlovka. He inherited, as he wanted, both in the house and in the memory of people. In a new place, in Donetsk, the architect Berberov had not yet managed to inherit. But who can now vouch that Lev Lvovich one day will not begin to crush the walls in the newly received apartment, tear off the doors in the entrances or break off taxophones?

What the layman will not do for the sake of glory, even the worst! One ancient Greek citizen managed, by the name of Herostrates, set fire to the beautiful temple of Artemis of Ephesus and climb into history thus ... ”The collision of the year, as they say, is the end of the quote. We will not comment - we do not know, we were not present.The morals of the era allow us to equally correspond to the truth and the authorized “collision”.

Now, from the Khrushchevsky year filled with problems and strange births of the Khrushchev’s year, we will transfer to the hopes and vague forebodings of the Khrushchev. At this time, Berberov served as chief architect Stalin for the second time and for two years. And then he was heard at the department of the construction faculty of the Donetsk Industrial Institute.

Nikita Sergeevich. The topic is “layout, development and architectural design of the city of Stalin in the past and future.” A strange thing was very quickly clear: a land car for new objects is carried out without binding to the general plan, which was signed at the end of X, but was completely not agreed. Berberov was reproached for such bad practice. His answer was unexpected and impudent: “We are even satisfied with the fact that the end and approval of the general plan are delayed.

This situation does not relieve responsibility from design organizations and favors our adjustments on the spot. ” As a result, the author of the report on the event, the candidate of technical sciences F. Slipchenko, noted, there are unacceptable deviations from the practice of socialist planning, and as a result, there is a situation where designers, builders, and general participants in the process can “stir up”.

Further, Berberov was accused of abstracting from the development of a single urban planning policy. Like, the leaders of mines and factories are concerned only for how to develop related villages and microdistricts. They don’t care how this will become a single structure of a huge city. And Berberov, on duty, designed to regulate the process, looks through fingers at such feudal localism.

But the outskirts are a matter. Berberov indicated a number of planning solutions that look wild in the city center. Who invented to place traumatology at the main street of the city, where noise and dust? Who moved the Shakhtar Sports Palace below the mark of the Street Street? Who allowed to build up the territory allotted under the administrative square? In general, one continuous chaos.

Instead, F. Slipchenko, as it is easy to guess, offers a clear program of urban planning optimization of Stalin, developed at his native construction faculty of Dii. Here are just one improvement, which was proposed by the opponent: “In the current position, cargo flows are inevitably headed along the main streets, along almost the entire city. Transverse streets, roads and entrances are not developed, especially in the western direction, where the railway line of the normal track passes throughout Stalin, which divides the city and complicates its connection with individual regions.

The liquidation of this branch, which interferes with the development of the city, has long been shaken, especially since the Stalin plant has closer and more convenient in operational entrances from the Mushkutovo and city massacre station. ” As we now see, Slipchenko failed to achieve this branch, known to us as a “road of life”. But the "collision" on Berberov is indicative.

It seems that Lev Lvovich equated his whole career as the chief architect with a seat on a powder barrel. What was the reason for this - the properties of character, the specifics of the profession, the features of education, the nuances of the situation? Such a person will turn to two estimates that people who knew him gave this bright person. The first is Nikolai Petit, the son of an architect with the same name and surname, one of the main associates of Berberov.

At one time we wrote about it. We quote that story: “He, not being an outstanding creator, turned out to be an excellent administrator and organizer. This fiery Azerbaijani could persuade anyone and “break through” anything. I loved the weaker sex. And he was exorbitantly eccentric. Nikolai Petya told in the family, as later, when Berberov was transferred to Baku, he visited him there and almost died with fear when the lunch table came out ...

a real she -wolf. The passion for wild animals will subsequently lead to a terrible tragedy in the Berberov family, from which the whole country will shudder ... ”The tragedy happened in the year - a lion taken to the Berberov family, to death, bit his little son Lvovich and seriously injured his wife. Berberov himself had already died by that time - experts admit that it was the loss of the owner that “tore the roof” to the young lion.

The second certificate belongs to the Donetsk Mikhail Krasnyansky: “Our dad’s friend, then chief architect Donetsk, was a talented artist and cheerful man Lev Levovich Berberov. He was a passionate lover of all living creatures, and when I got into his apartment, he certainly stepped on the turtle, sat on a hedgehog and was afraid of his very small, but continuously and piercing, vygly-yielding dog.