Igor Shaimardanov “Alexander Sergeevich feels good!” Igor Shaimardanov. Pskov Maslenitsa

The paintings of this artist are known to many art lovers (especially works dedicated to A.S. Pushkin), and they are also loved by the authors of diaries and blogs. The works of Igor Shaimardanov also appeared in my galleries dedicated to Maslenitsa. So I decided to collect them in one place, so that you can appreciate the beauty of the pancake sun, the chintz quality of some of the backgrounds, and the artist’s love for the Pushkin theme, his sense of humor and an accurate, professional, naive popular-pop view of this beloved holiday among the people. Alas, most of the paintings on the theme of Maslenitsa are not signed even on the artist’s official website.

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Among the celestial bodies
The face of the moon is foggy:
How round and how white he is,
Just like a pancake with sour cream.
Every night she's in the rays
The milky way passes:
Apparently there in heaven
Maslenitsa forever!

Mikhail Lermontov

Shaimardanov Igor Dmitrievich (born 1969) Maslenitsa. 2012

Shaimardanov Igor Dmitrievich (born 1969) Maslenitsa.

Shaimardanov Igor Dmitrievich (born 1969) Damn, Calico Pushkin series. 2001

Shaimardanov Igor Dmitrievich (born 1969) Pancake II, Calico Pushkin series. 2001

Shaimardanov Igor Dmitrievich (born 1969) Pancake III, Calico Pushkin series. 2001

Shaimardanov Igor Dmitrievich (born 1969) Pushkin and Maslenitsa, series New old Pushkin. 2013

Shaimardanov Igor Dmitrievich (born 1969) Untitled.

Shaimardanov Igor Dmitrievich (born 1969) Untitled.

Shaimardanov Igor Dmitrievich (born 1969) Untitled.

Shaimardanov Igor Dmitrievich (born 1969) Untitled.

Shaimardanov Igor Dmitrievich (born 1969) Untitled.

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They kept life peaceful
Habits of dear old times;
At their Shrovetide
There were Russian pancakes.

A. S. Pushkin Excerpt from the novel in verse "Eugene Onegin"

Igor Dmitrievich Shaimardanov

Born in 1964 in Kambarka (Udmurtia)

Russian artist, member of the Union of Artists of Russia and the Union of Theater Workers of Russia.
He graduated from the Neftekamsk art school (1976-1979), art school in Yoshka-Ola (1979-1983). In 1985-1991 he studied at the Leningrad State Institute of Theater, Music and Cinematography (LGITMiK), majoring in production design on the course of Dmitry Vladimirovich Afanasyev and Gennady Petrovich Sotnikov. He worked as a production designer at the Academic Drama Theater named after. A.S. Pushkin in Pskov, in the theaters of Neftekamsk and Izhevsk. Designed about 30 performances. For the set design and costumes for the play “Demons” he received first prize at the “Theatrical Spring” festival.
As a production designer, he took part in city celebrations, festivals, carnivals, and anniversary celebrations. In 2008 and 2009, Shaimardanov was the main artist of the Pushkin poetry festivals, and since 2012 he has been the main art director of the All-Russian Maslenitsa in Pskov.
The artist held more than 40 personal exhibitions in St. Petersburg, Moscow, Pskov, Izhevsk, and in the Pushkin Mountains. Shaimardanov’s first personal exhibition took place while still studying in Leningrad in 1988. Works in the genre of traditional subject painting and graphics. One of the main and favorite topics is “Pushkiniana”. The artist created a series of paintings “Pushkin Calico”, “Pushkin Scratches”, “Mikhailovsky Calendar”, “Alexander Sergeevich feels good!” and etc.
Shaimardanov's paintings are in the State Museum of A.S. Pushkin (Moscow), the All-Russian Museum of A.S. Pushkin on the Moika (St. Petersburg), the Vladimir Nabokov Apartment Museum (St. Petersburg), the Foundation for Contemporary Art, the Pushkinogorsk Museum-Reserve, as well as in other public and private collections.
The artist lives and works in St. Petersburg.

Not long ago I visited Pushkinogorye. I think every philologist should visit these holy places filled with Pushkin. Honestly, I want to go there every year now. Silence, peace, and the words of Alexander Sergeevich himself come to mind: “There is no happiness in the world, but there is peace and will.”

The walls of our hotel were decorated with original, humorous works by I. Shaimardanov. And in one of the museums I discovered a book of illustrations by this artist and, of course, immediately bought it. Each illustration is accompanied by either memories or lines from the poet himself. The lines didn’t always match the drawings, but that didn’t matter. The spirit of Pushkin Mountains was felt in the book. It is clear that the artist lived here for a long time.

I want to leaf through this book and leaf through it. I decided to make a presentation based on these drawings. I took some of the captions for them from the book, and some I picked up myself.

Where can I use a presentation for a teacher? I think in lessons, when we get acquainted with the topic “Pushkin at Mikhailovsky”, in electives and clubs. This is a non-standard and very modern look at the poet. In addition, the presentation gives a certain idea of ​​his personality.

As this slide is demonstrated, it is reported that today the teacher will talk about Pushkin in Mikhailovsky, the children will learn more about the poet’s personality, his hobbies, habits, remember his poems and get acquainted with the non-standard image of Pushkin created by the artist I. Shaimardanov.

This slide demonstrates Pushkin’s attitude towards the village is the same as that of his hero, Eugene Onegin. Although this attitude did not remain unchanged throughout Pushkin’s life.

The opinions of the poet and the lyrical hero, the hero of the work, do not always coincide. We can see this on this slide. It is clear that the artist painted from life; compare the photo of the Pushkin House from the river side and the artist’s drawing.

Reading this letter, we are convinced that over time the poet fell in love with the village more. Moreover, now he was there on his own initiative, and not forced.

The artist depicted several famous points of the Pushkin Mountains, for example, the Secluded Oak. Perhaps the poet wrote these well-known lines about him.

When we read these memoirs, Onegin immediately comes to mind. Wasn’t he the one who was shy of his neighbors, wasn’t he fond of hunting and loved solitude? Pushkin attributed many of his traits to his hero.

Only a few times did Pushkin, who was attentive to his appearance, dress this way, but it amazed everyone so much that this picture often comes up in his memories. We learn that he was not very picky about food, but sometimes he was a terrible “glutton,” notes Prince Vyazemsky. So, he could eat pickled apples and oranges by the dozen.

Maria Ivanovna Osipova is one of the daughters of P.I. Osipova-Wulf.

Please note: after comparing the drawing and photo, we again come to the conclusion that the artist painted from life.

This slide is a continuation of the previous one, another evidence that Pushkin rode an old nag.

In "The Peasant Young Lady" the hero is credited with the traits of the poet himself - simplicity in communicating with the peasants. The next slide confirms this.

Well, how can we not recall a fragment from “Woe from Wit”:

"He's a pharmacist, he drinks one glass of red wine."

The inhabitants of Trigorsky imagined that they were the prototypes of the heroes of Onegin. Thus, it is believed that one of Lensky’s prototypes was Alexey Nikolaevich Wulf. Lensky studied in Germany, apparently at the University of Göttingen, and Wulf - at Dorpat. But from this characteristic we see that although Pushkin considered him his friend, he treated him very condescendingly. And it is no coincidence: after the death of the poet, Wulf justified, for example, Dantes.

Solitude Island is one of the attractions of Mikhailovsky. The background of the slide is a photo of him taken by me. Often in exile, Pushkin communicated not only with Wulf, but also with the poet Yazykov, who was Wulf’s friend. The artist dedicated many drawings to their relationship in the book.

This is exactly how the day of the poet himself began. On the next slide, a fragment of memories tells about what kind of swimmer Pushkin was.

Very funny drawing. Pushkin appears here in the role of Grandfather Mazai, saving the hares, which he was wary of. On the boat it is written: “Sorot” - the name of the river. Pushkin himself was a great joker in his early youth, so how would he have liked these illustrations of his life, invented by the artist?

A slide from the memoirs of Anna Kern begins the story about her and Pushkin’s relationship with this muse of his.

Pushkin seems to be ashamed of his feelings. It often combined ostentatious cynicism and idolization in poetry. He could write in a poem: “The genius of pure beauty,” and in a letter call her “the Whore of Babylon.”

Pushkin communicated in Mikhailovsky with a priest nicknamed “Skoda”. These are his daughter's memories. They say a lot about the poet: he loved to shock clergy with his blasphemous statements and books (remember “Gavriliad”), but that was in his youth. Later, the poet no longer joked about the feelings of believers, and his poetry became somewhat religious. And the fact that he was easy to communicate and easy-going, although quick-tempered, was recalled by many.

The next three slides illustrate the poet’s superstitiousness: he believed in omens, just like his Tatyana; it was no coincidence that Kuchelbecker noticed that Tatyana was Pushkin himself. He believed in bad omens: a hare crossed the road, met a black monk, a month on the left side...

In many of his drawings the artist makes fun of Pushkin’s relationship with hares.

Let us also remember how once, in his youth, a gypsy woman told the poet that he would live a long time unless he died from a white horse or a white head in the 37th year of his life. Vera often does strange things to people, because this is what happened in life with Pushkin. As he himself said, “strange convergences happen.”

Igor Shaimardanov has a whole series of drawings “Arina Rodionovna and Alexander Sergeevich”. Let’s not forget that the nanny was the poet’s only interlocutor on the long winter evenings. He dedicated his poems to her, not to his mother, with whom he had a difficult relationship. The drawings in this series are very touching: they are so warm, made with great humor and love.

The caption under this illustration made me laugh a lot. Let me note once again that Alexander Sergeevich would have liked this.

"Arina R." - that’s the name of the hotel in the village of Bugrovo where we lived. You understand who it is named after. A very cozy, quiet place, imbued with the veneration of the poet. The creators turned out to be very creative.

Igor Shaimardanov also has a cycle “Pushkin’s Calendar”. We all know what time of year the poet especially loved - autumn, and not golden, but already late, with rains, the first frosts. He wrote best then. This is a time of reflection and creativity. Pushkin dedicated many landscape poems to the seasons. You can read them. This is “Autumn” (excerpt), in which he talks about his attitude to each season, and these are wonderful excerpts from “Eugene Onegin”.

Looking at this drawing, you can imagine short winter days in Mikhailovskoye, the fun of peasant children, snow-covered fields, a house hidden under snowdrifts.

And here is the spring slide. Every lover of Pushkin’s poetry knows that he did not like spring, since in the spring “blood ferments” and does not write to the creator. But the artist found how to depict Pushkin in the spring: either releasing a bird into the wild, or going to hang a birdhouse with S. Geichenko, the director of the reserve.

There are many summer drawings in the book. Now the poet is catching butterflies, now he is riding a horse, now he is fishing. Summer, of course, is extraordinary in the lap of nature. But there was no fumitox in those days, and, of course, flies, mosquitoes and horseflies annoyed Pushkin. We felt this ourselves when we walked from Mikhailovskoye along the Pushkin path to Trigorskoye: the horse flies were sticking, and we looked like mills waving our arms.

This slide talks about what kind of master Pushkin was. Now it’s clear why he was in debt all the time, and his mother, having arrived in Trigorskoye, was dissatisfied with the state in which she found Mikhailovskoye

This is the final chord of the presentation. I read the poems of Pushkin’s contemporaries, who were no less popular at that time, and I understand how far they are from him in the modernity of style and humor. Indeed, the poet created our modern literary language. You read and enjoy the lightness of his verse, the absence of such unpronounceable phrases. Almost 200 years have passed since the poet’s death, but he is still modern and has not become at all archaic. I don’t want to repeat pompously that “Pushkin is our everything.” I would like to say, following B. Okudzhava: “It’s good for Alexander Sergeevich!” It is no coincidence that the book has such a kind, humorous, and easy title.

Well, let's start celebrating. :-))
I present to you a wonderful series of paintings by artist Igor Shaimardanov called “Pskov Maslenitsa”.

Shaimardanov Igor Dmitrievich was born in 1964 in Udmurtia. Studied at art school, art college. After serving in the army, he studied at the St. Petersburg Academy of Theater Arts, where in 1991 he defended his diploma in stage design. Since 1995 he has been working as a theater artist. Designed about 30 performances.

As a production designer, he took part in city celebrations, festivals, carnivals, and anniversary celebrations.

Held more than 40 personal exhibitions. Works in the genre of traditional subject painting and graphics. Member of the Union of Artists of Russia. Member of the Union of Theater Workers of Russia.

Works by I.D. Shaimardanov are in private collections, the "Foundation of Contemporary Art", the Pushkinogorsk Museum-Reserve, the museum-apartment of Vladimir Nabokov, the Neptune Business Center, the All-Russian Museum of A.S. Pushkin on the Moika. Currently lives and works in St. Petersburg.

Over the past few years, he has been the main artist of the All-Russian Maslenitsa in Pskov.

Pskov 2013 and Artist Igor Shaimardanov April 24th, 2013

For the third year in a row, in April I write a blog about a trip to the spring orienteering competitions in Pskov. And we go there almost every year for more than 10 years. This year's trip was a success as always. It was sunny (except for Saturday morning), and there was much less snow in the forest than expected.

And this is what I wanted to write about today. A month ago I went orienteering and traveling to, and last weekend to Pskov. So, in Pskov now everything is significantly more expensive than in Italy. At least all services for tourists. Hotels, lunch in a restaurant, goods in a store. It's strange and unpleasant. I have already gotten used to the fact that Pskov is more expensive than neighboring Latvia and Estonia, but Italy... This is somehow wrong.

For several years now we have been staying in a very good, but very expensive hotel with the beautiful Russian name Old Estate (http://oldestatehotel.com). I really like it there, but the price this year has already reached 5,225 rubles for a double room. It’s somehow a little expensive for a provincial Russian city; it’s even awkward to pronounce such a figure out loud. Prices for cafes/restaurants are also very close to those in St. Petersburg, but simply exactly the same prices.

A weekend trip to Pskov costs almost the same as a week in a four-star hotel in Egypt.

However, I still really like the city. For a reason that is not entirely clear to me, this is my favorite Russian city after St. Petersburg.

I will try to publish another “local history” post with photographs based on the results of the trip. And today I wanted to show you the paintings of the artist Igor Shaimardanov, which hang in the corridors of the above-mentioned Old Estate Hotel.

Igor Shaimardanov was born in Udmurtia in 1969, now lives and works in St. Petersburg, and in the 90s he lived in Pskov. Shaimardanov is a primitivist artist. They seem to be such simple and uncomplicated “pictures”, almost caricatures.

But I’ve been looking at these paintings for the third year now, walking around the hotel and admiring them. Very cool. The photos turned out so-so, but still...