Kitabı oxu: «Marfa in Paris. Journey with the artist Konstantin Prusov»
I have been to Paris several times
And each time it gave me plots for my work. An interesting fact but I would prefer to draw instead of painting.
2020 will be remembered for being a year of pandemic but I will remember it as a year of visiting Paris. While everyone went crazy because of new virus, destiny gave me a chance to fully enjoy this city.
When I returned home and was on lockdown I started working with ink.
Thank goodness tests for the virus were negative. And one more time I thanked life for the opportunities it gave me. I had the very real sense that I was so courageously sent to Paris as well as was returned home in time.
Fun fact was that I went to see Madonna’s concert, which was eventually cancelled, but it turned out that I flew to Paris to paint a new series of art. And that’s all that matters.
Drawings’ technique: paper, ink, brush. 41,7x29 cm


Girl’s morning
Marfa always welcomed her morning being nude.
Sun loved her delicious body so Styopa did – an artist that lived in a neighboring house. She often posed for him secretly: for the sake of art and love she wished so much.
Marfa became a character of numerous Styopa’s paintings. And indeed, the girl looked so well on lush fever bed covered with painted cloak.

Pulsuz fraqment bitdi.