Saturday, 9 August 2025
Gennady Kalinovsky
Monday, 16 September 2024
Gennady Kalinovsky II
"Let the child not always understand everything, but even incomprehensible things excite him, provoke his imagination. The thing is, do you know what this book is about? About the entry of a little person into the bizarre world of adult life, where, as it seems, by someone's whimsical, impudent will, the absurd, meaning, meanness, heroism, and sometimes just living are mixed, like in compote - in a word, our life. We, adults, live in it, but do not notice miracles. But for a child, everything is a discovery. And he perceives "miracles" naturally, as something self-evident." Gennady Kalinovsky
"L. Carroll's book, in my opinion, is not a fairy tale. A fairy tale is devoid of paradox, a fairy tale has a solid ethical basis, its plot is wandering. In any case, "Alice" is not a folk tale, but rather a folk versification. This is the first. The second is a kind of novel from the life of paradoxes. The third is, perhaps, a parody of a traditional mathematician, such as Carroll, on the provisions of the new non-Euclidean mathematics, towhich, as is well known, Professor Dodgson treated very ironically (but, as mathematicians told me, the parody involuntarily grew into its opposite, that is, into an affirmation of the positions of the addressee of the irony). I did not feel this aspect of the book well, because I am not on good terms with higher mathematics, and simply took his word for it.
Fourthly, the book is written in the key of a visionary sense of being, like a dream.
All this had to be taken into account and drawn, keeping in mind all four positions."
Gennady Kalinovsky
“I illustrated the book for about a year and a half, but, to be honest, I didn’t pick up a pencil for about a year of that time: I was constantly ‘playing’ the drawings in my mind.”Gennady Kalinovsky
Sunday, 15 September 2024
Gennady Kalinovsky I
In the 1960's endpapers blog post is the endpaper of Mary Poppins, illustrated by Gennady Kalinovsky (1929-2006) published in1968, brought to my attention by Katya Tabakh. The line quality, humour and joy of this book is sublime no wonder Katya became an illustrator after having this book as a child. There is so much detail and beauty in every illustration even down to the weeds pushing through the paving stones.
"A drawing cannot be constructed. After all, an artistic image is a spontaneously arising idea with a certain degree of clarity. It is strange: an image is not an observation, not a memory, not an invention, not a mechanical alloy of some details and not a plot find. An impulsive movement, the so-called creative impulse, grows and spills out inside the artist... This is the basis of everything.Where construction begins, art ends. Of course, there are some "ready-made blocks", developments and principles. But art is something that is without blanks... A flash of a match in a dark room. If you see it, it means that conception has taken place, the baby will definitely be born. The image is the basis of any work. Everything else, as they say, is a superstructure.After all, culture is just the cultivation of something. Culture is a system of fixed knowledge. Culture is a school, a tradition, a system... But not art, no. Therefore, the artist must run away from culture. After all, he is in himself, he is unique and does not need anything... "Gennady Kalinovsky