Vladimir Brainin 05.11.1951

"I feel how my city dies. I was born here and I know it well enough. But the present society is hostile to me, in comparison with that was twenty years ago, it is hostile not politically, not emotional. It simply prevents me for living ", - Vladimir Brainin speaks about himself and about his creative work.

Muscovites, and not only, should love Brainin’s Moscow, Moscow crumbling with age, these courtyards with cat’s smell, bas-reliefs of Moscow chic constructions, light of lanterns, patches of light on asphalt, strange fishes and incomprehensible characters from our time and left times.

Such romantic surrealism on the verge of reality. He is a last decadent of the twentieth century. And the first of the twenty first century.

And you look through this drawn Moscow, recollecting Bulgakov and Gilyarovsky and yourself when you was young, and absence of billboard and you feel universal peace and you are grateful.

Vika Samsonova