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Tales from the Lada Repina







Lada Repin was born April 7, 1981 in a creative family, you can tell grown in a studio surrounded layouts, brushes, paints and drawings. After graduating from the Saint Petersburg Art College. Nicholas Roerich and the St. Petersburg State Art and Industry Academy. Stieglitz specialty graphic designer, she realized that she is not enough of one design - yet always wanted to paint, sculpt, paint ... It turned out that the author's doll perfectly combines many aspects of the visual arts - puppeteer can not do without the knowledge of the composition , color science, anatomy, history of costume. Each work Lada is not just "figure on the stand," and the whole story, told with the help of accessories gestures. elaborate costumes.





God Thunderstorms Sombutsu


Lived once in one village an old man with his granddaughter. They lived in poverty, they only had a small piece of land. They planted in the field radish, winter is not to starve. In due time the seeds

ascended, became the grandfather with his granddaughter to water them, walk to the far creek. One time coming - not in the creek water, dried up! Thought - thought the old man what to do and say - Come on - we ka to Mount Toga. There lives the god of thunder Sombutsu, depend on it all the rain in the world!

Looks granddaughter - worth a rock, and underneath the pit. Is this the god of thunder? - Surprised granddaughter

- Yes, this rock is Sombutsu - grandfather replied.

And they ask for rain. Requested - requested but no reply was heard. We went down to the village and began to wait. Waited a few days - but the sky was clear.

- Clearly, it is not so good, the god of thunder, - said the old man, and again went to the mountain with his granddaughter Toga.

They began to ask for rain, and thunder god again silent. Then the old man got angry and threw a stone into the pit. Suddenly rock staggered and hoarse voice shouted - Who's throwing stones at me? Who wakes me?

The old man explained that they were waiting for eight days of rain, ask, and it is not.

God of Rain embarrassed and admitted that she loves to sleep in the daytime and sleeps soundly. God promised thunderstorm storm with thunder and rain, and the old man did not have time with her granddaughter to return to the village - then rain and went. Since then, it is said to awaken the god of thunder Sombutsu enough to throw a stone into the pit, and at the right time was going to rain.








At the Window



Kitsune- Japanese name for a fox - a werewolf. In Japanese folklore, these animals possess great knowledge, long life, and magical powers. They can take the form of a man - a seductive beauty, pretty girl or starika.Umeyut instilled into the wrong body, appear in other people's dreams and create illusions so complex that they can not be distinguished from reality




God Mountain and fish Okodze


In ancient times, in the same village lived a very rich. Why they were rich? Because friendship with God Mountain, he helped them to grow a good crop, ward off insects and repelled the dark forces. Mountain God was very gracious, but very shy. Once the spring has happened this story - Mountain God descended into the valley, where just planted rice. The villagers welcomed him with honors, carried gifts, and God decided to walk around the village. He came in to the creek and sat on the beach and suddenly the first time in his life saw his reflection! And frightened, and wailed - What I'm ugly, I did not know! How do I feel ashamed as embarrassing! - Cried closed sleeves and fled. Frightened peasants suddenly the mountain god will never return? And so it happened. Came to the village of trouble - the seedlings become stunted, wilted pea harvest was lost. Peasants went to a wise old woman to ask for advice. The old lady thinks and says - Really Is this so bad a god of the mountain? - Really - sigh peasants - but this does not matter for us he is the best!

- We need you to find someone - something even more ugly than the god of the mountain - the old woman said, - go to the lake and catch fish there - okodze, because no one in the world is not so ugly eye goggles!

The peasants did. They came to the dwelling of God Mountain and put the fish under his door, opened the door to God, I saw the fish - and let's laugh okodze - And really ugly! Well, my eyes! A jaw!

Returned to God Mountains good mood in the village was again good to live - a good harvest, the fruits ripen, rice growing.



Ёkai, beetle-werewolf



Kosan girl - Phase





Samurai, who loved his family tree, that when it became wither with age, he chose to give him life. His cherry blossoms are now at an unusual time for these cherries - in the sixteenth day of the first month on the old calendar. And the name is an ancient tree as a man - Yurok-cherry, because it human soul.














by fabian perez paintings


Zurab "Walked" Shelbaev / Hello Jester.




Depriving me of the seas, run and expansion

And stop giving emphasis violent land

What do you have? Brilliant calculation:

Lips wiggling you could not take away.







From age to age jokes demand -

There is no better slam against malice -

But not any old enough to them.

Making people laugh - a special talent.




Blazhennenky - other share ......

But comedian or Eternal Jester

Was the wisest at the throne

Always. In the outskirts of the soul

Played on the strings of the secret,

Giving the power to live, amused

Sick, angry, in love -







When he entered the hall,

Where subjects were bent back,

Then under ridicule substituted a

Behave as if it were the bullets.


Throughout the animal world as follows:

You're a beast if, fish or poultry,

But average weirdo

Ridicule scared to death.

And the only one who is great -

And do not dismiss, brothers! -

Fool Me appropriated nickname

Allowing over a laugh.


(Anna Gaykalova)






I drop tears in the flask

Resentment and cynicism. -

Today I was given on the forehead

For the lack of comic.









Tired of myself


judge yourself




To deal with a








lose yourself




In search of a




Find yourself




Heavy crown of power


King Shutov


His Majesty .....


-Hello, Jester. That sad? Not in the order of ... -

"Stone in the heart of the living. Monolith".

What serious? And this is the reason that so cry? -

"It hurts! Hear screams? I need on the scene."

- So go ahead! That's your mask .....



  Zurab "Shel" Shelbaev


Born in the town of Maikop, Republic of Adygea. There graduated from the School of Arts, Faculty of Painting t, then studied at the Academy of Krasnodar Hudozhestv.Posle military service In 2005 to relocate to Moscow, where in 2008. already received a graduate degree at the Moscow State Pedagogical University for graphic arts Faculty are, defended a diploma in Zhivopis.Pervye sale of paintings carried out as early as the age of 19 in his native gorode.Seychas paintings bought by private individuals (Moscow, St. Petersburg, Paris, New York), and the galleries of Moscow, St. Petersburg (Gallery school Islands Tsereteli Art gallery at Nevsky) The basic concept of creativity: philosophy and satire.

"In my works I cry. Yell about sore!

And the more I work, the more easier for me to live! "


Daniel Del Orfano. Do not open an umbrella in the house .........






I've seen you only in bad weather,

As a speck of light under a red umbrella.

As if only gloom nature

Loved you in our empty.


Inspired by the look, and you did not know,

What will be my muse now for centuries.

You are so careless in bad weather for a walk,

And only the red umbrella compresses hand.


Bad weather dank hand hugs,

Water pours from the sky and frowned around.

And the wind with you, like your friend, plays,

I look, admire you, outside the window.


Open your secret, tell me the secret,

Who beckons you hand that over a phantom?

Go out in the rain and, as if by accident,

You walk you through the puddles sheltered umbrella.






Umbrella, invented, according to various sources, whether in China, whether in Egypt, even ten centuries BC, was in Europe recently: just something in the XVII century. And at first it was used only in order to protect the skin against the bright sun, and shelter from the rain as it began to apply Englishman Jonas Henvey in 1750. But if the Europeans perceived the umbrella as a simple household object in the east he gave a deep mystical significance: it was regarded as an umbrella symbol of power and could use it only the pharaohs, emperors or approximate royals. During the ceremonial processions rulers moved under 13th umbrellas, embroidered with gold, which symbolized the sun and the 12 zodiac signs. But the essence of the mystical umbrella and proved itself in Europe very quickly its use has acquired a whole host of omens and legends.




For example, it is believed that it is impossible to fully disclose an umbrella in the house

- It may bring bad luck or to reveal himself or his relatives.




And, dropping the umbrella on the ground, do not rush to pick it up: there is a sign that if the umbrella raised his owner, he will soon get any trouble. For example, in Spain There is a belief that if an unmarried woman will raise your umbrella dropped by, she, alas, will have to sit a long time in the old maid. Look at the sides may be that your umbrella will raise someone else - in the belief that to outsiders it is perfectly safe - for example the one who will be your fate.










Do not put the umbrella on the bed

- Is that it can deprive your house cash inflow of energy.




It is impossible to give an umbrella birthday

- That you like to predict that in the life of the birthday

the whole year will be solid clouds and bad weather.


Is considered bad luck to find an umbrella: this finding; portends health problems. But if he got to you, then do not take your eyes and pretend not to notice it - it does not help. Pick a lost umbrella and leave it in another, preferably a crowded place - it will remove you from bad energy finds.




If you believe in omens, the girl hiding from the rain under a green umbrella

can thus attract the family fortune.




And umbrella orange is better not to buy anyone

- Is that it makes its owner nervous

painful and it attracts thieves and other bad people.















American artist Daniel Del Orfano was born and raised on Long Island, New York.Hudozhestvennoe education in college, Dowling in Oakdale, New York. After training at the prestigious boarding school in Knox, Daniel teaches art to children of all ages in public schools and writes a realistic picture of life.


"... ..I Aspire to blend old fashion artistic integrity with modern perception. My paintings depict life, not as it may be, but more as it is remembered- a snapshot, not of a particular moment, but of an overall memory. It is the beauty of the emotion felt at an exacting time that I attempt to portray. Trying to capture the romantic yet realistic view one has of everyday life is at the root of all my work. "


                                                                                         - Daniel Del Orfano













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