Tatyana Binovskaya- artist

Dream number 5 Today I was in Belgium, visiting Rada with Greg. In anticipation and dreams of an upcoming trip for 2 months to Africa, it is quite natural that I dream of children. We're at Patrick's party - Rada told me a lot about him. Patrick is the owner of the hotel. There are many tables in the courtyard, guests are sitting at them. I speak English, and then I tell Patrick that it is better for him to speak to me in Russian. We communicate, in the distance I see a detached house, not very attractive, it looks like a Turkish steam room - fumes are blown out of the walls, with some smells - there are many children around. Rada and Benya go down to the sea, I go to look for them, leaving Rada alone. Below I see a canal along which fishing boats go. I don’t find my daughter Radu and I understand that Radu’s husband stayed on top himself and is unlikely to come to me himself. We must go upstairs. On the road that looks like an alley of health in Otrada, I meet a whole group, a...

December - Sea Ocean in Kiev in the Ukrainian House As a very respectable gallery of Ukraine, we decided not to bypass the attempts of the capital's art business to develop the art of Ukraine and decided to take part in the All-Ukrainian Fair. Of course, it was expensive, but by this time we had developed excellent relations with young businessmen and they took upon themselves the payment for renting the area for the fair. And that was great. Now I understand how meaningles s such shows have become, but at that time it seemed to me that this was of particular interest to artists. Thanks to the help of the Iris Gallery and our friendship with the wonderful Artur Balzik, all the artworks of the artists were delivered to Kiev. What a tremendous job it was. Of course, without the help of my wonderful husband, companion, friend, and colleague Radu Benovsky , this would hardly have happened. He had to move all the work, make an exposition, then disassemble it and load it again. In o...

Dream number 4 Today, October 20, I had a very long dream: I, Radu, with a group of acquaintances, including artists, are in some eastern country. We inspect the sights, passing near some house, we see a dog suspended from the branches on a tree. It hangs with her paws down, she seems to be even comfortable, but the position itself is strange. The owner comes out, an oriental man, strict and explains that he did it so that local dogs would not bother her, she is in heat. I ask him to give me papers, in order to wrap the meat, which somehow I had, he gives, but blood seeps through the paper - the meat is fresh ... We go further - there is a lot of snow on the ground, I tell everyone that it is very pleasant to play snowballs, but when I try to take the snow in my hands, it instantly disappears. Then we check into a hotel, but I can't remember how it looks and later after we came to the restaurant and everyone disappeared somewhere, I understand that I was left all alone in an unkno...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w4fI9bsVVDI After this incident, we left for Kiev for the Art Festival, and I almost forgot about this story. But upon my return, they told me that there was a story on TV that this American was detained by law enforcement agencies. Honestly, I was very happy for our country, it turns out not everything is so bad, and someone else is working. But most of all I was struck by the words of Natasha, the cleaning lady in the gallery, who said that the American was punished precisely because no one in our gallery should speak badly about her, because of the SACRED gallery ... For me, this is the greatest reward for all that we are do, in our entire life! It is also true that I noticed amazing facts if someone does something bad to us, he is immediately punished, and very seriously. I am very grateful to our angels, they truly guard and protect us !! THANKS YOU MY ANGELS !!! I'll write about the festival in Kiev later, but now we can relax and enjoy the th...

Someone - Fletcher, 2007 Yesterday in the gallery there was such an incident that I must definitely tell about it. On the eve of departure to Kiev, a very muddy event took place. It all started a few months ago. A familiar lady entered the gallery. She asked if we needed millionaires and began to tell some kind of nonsense, about a certain American Robert Fletcher. Supposedly he is such an extraordinary altruist, he came to Ukraine to share his experience with us on how to beco me rich. Sometime after her visit, some insane ladies appeared in the gallery for the purpose of holding a conference. Their conversations were very strange, they said that they would have about 500 people, and not only during the day but also at night, that the yachts they sell were in our yacht club, in general, it was very strange from the very beginning. But they wrote a letter to the port, paid for their time, and then it began: this so-called millionaire, brought people from the hinterland by plane, then f...

Exhibition of Polish photographer Krzysztof Geraltowski Krzysztof Geraltowski has been dealing all his life with the most ungrateful and capricious models that a photographer can get. For more than half a century, he has been working in acting make-up rooms and on film sets - it turns out that even Anrzej Wajda and Daniel Olbrychsky need hundreds of shots to feel the outline of the future image. Unlike many colleagues who try to “expose” celebrities with the help of photographs , to guess who they really are, Krzysztof does not hide that he is in love with the element of play. Therefore, he allows his models any eccentricities: grimaces, wigs, costumes, false noses - everything goes into action where the eternal spirit of acting requires it. The fact that the heroes of the portraits come out exactly as they really are is not at all surprising: who knows better than a frequent visitor on the wings that the only way to understand an actor is to ask him to play himself. Krzysztof has his ...

I missed one dream and subsequent events and now I am returning, as it is important! Dream number 2 How our angels are trying to help us! A few days before what happened, I had a dream, I was in art workshops, a lot of people, trying to find my canvas. Someone took it, I'm nervous. I look at the wall and see the opening of a huge fireplace covered with either canvas or plywood, and it starts to catch fire. I understand that this is dangerous - I go aside - and then there is a hug e explosion, I left on time and therefore did not suffer. Port life In the port - an inventory is a very unpleasant action - I try to do everything clearly, but with the absence of the now fashionably called synergy, I delay the implementation and get the most unpleasant streak in my life, reprimands, showdowns and other dregs. And all this against the background of getting the opportunity to go to Kiev for the Art Festival. How it will turn out, I don't know. Один сон и последующие события я пропусти...