constant, that is, you need to improve. you accept something, reject something, then return to it again. i mean the knowledge and teachers that you get. they sometimes get before what you can understand and realize. but then, on this stage in the work, you begin to understand. eh, really, what they had in mind, it's like a real training ground. that is, at first some kind of training explains something to you. you understand something that you don't understand, and then the scene puts everything on their places, and then only when you sing, sometimes a performance several times. you understand that this or that teacher really had in mind. after switzerland i e, entered e. in milan, at the academy of arnaldo mantovania, he studied there for 2 years.

and returned here. and when i came here, some people didn't understand asking me. why did you come back here? i say guys, first of all, uh, this is a great theater with a lot of history. secondly, for a young singer, if most of the conductors here liked me. there is wonderful traditions, wonderful accompanists , such artists, from whom you will learn what no one else will tell you anywhere. only a stage with traditions with singers that we still have left old schools and old schoolings, the old guards, as they say, who will never be late for a rehearsal, will never start arguing with the director or conductor there. this is worth a lot, i didn’t understand it right away. i have been working in theater for many years. i've been here since 2015, i come

here, like, well, to my home, i know everyone, i have there are no enemies here. we have a little healthy competition, as it should be everywhere, it stimulates growth, but as a rule, there are a lot of intrigues of enemies in the theater, especially where they all fight, there are a lot of girls. not open, but here it is, everything is fine with me here. i am happy and i love and fell in love with this theater and every year i like it here more and more i have a name konstantin for a reason. i named him that because on one of my father's anniversaries i congratulated him and told her, dad, if you suddenly make me very

i love, in principle, he is like that. i really do my father and i are great friends. we don't just have a relationship like father and son. we are real friends with him. when i congratulated, i said that if i ever have children, if i have a son, then i will definitely name the first one in your honor. and he named his son konstantin kostenka. he loves music very much, as soon as he hears it he immediately starts dancing and was at my performances for children. and he was the first to recognize me, even when i was made up. eh, here's to the play pinocchio, i play several roles of karabas-barabas and sandman there. so, when i appeared in the image of a karabas-barabas with such a huge beard, such a cocked hat. i wouldn’t

recognize myself, but when he saw me, he immediately began to scream, right away, indeed, this is pure, really, dad, dad now he is 3.5 years old. i really want him to just be happy, uh, choose his profession. i won't if she has, of course she will if i see. that he will really have talent, and he himself will want it, because the presence of talent is not implies. uh, success in the profession of talent - it's just a predisposition, but a passion and desire to do something. completely different. completely different. if he likes it. this business will work for him. i will naturally contribute to this, but i will not force myself to study music, in any case i will not like fishing very much. i love spin fishing . it is the pike perch that hunts the predator. pike perch is not just sitting with fishing rods in one

place and dreaming. i'm on the move all the time. so i love this kind of active rest. a certain relaxation, switching from one sphere to another completely, is no worse, because when after work, after you have been drunk in the theater all day, you want to be silent and you don’t hear anyone at all. uh, sometimes you turn off the phone so that no one calls, you want to be silent, but in the morning then again this drug invigorates you. gotta have a drink. you tune in all the time. looking for some direction. that's what it sounded like yesterday. it would be so good today and you are already starting to look for these sensations. how was it? why did it happen? what did i eat that i didn't eat. that's it, i'm starting. well, it's a constant search for sound, a search for sensations. how

to achieve that ideal for which i love my profession for the fact that you can express everything that hurts or share joy. but that you can at least try to convey something bright or make people think about something higher than just a store, or change the wheels of music, this is bestowed by the higher forces of the universe. we

fell not crumble, new day and robin is the music of his music i kayushit intradermal us. sun those who are not timid have music at our fingertips and to reflect and open up 1,000 roads before us. music can change color. pokulki. i can't change us music inside the skin of us.

to be recognized by many according to this skill, but to fly. i showed somewhere at the sculpture of leo and

sergei gumilevsky no one could convey we are near troitsky about the place in the literary museum of maxim bogdanovich where it goes into the composition of the sculpture about the heart to everyone not to give a flat edge, where any ugly belarus seeps with a charlotte thread we ask you for an amazing light of the sculpture, if the dad and son fucked with two fishing lines and try to send off any expensive ones. so it was yana who sent you off with alina, not their war, this is a fashion for culture.

remember, kirill of turov at gomel, vincent dunin martinkevich at the bobruisk frontist , bogushevich, usmargoni maxim bagdanovich. at yalta and many others, the people's master of belarus leo gumilevsky has already left in this world the alley of the ho master's spadshina will live forever. i fuck the iconic pratsy partisans for the land. for will, black

reality and sennya look relevant expressively, and besides in addition, umelevsky is called the chronicler of belarusian, cultural history for mostat images, and i am a classic in belarusian literature of the bridge, and with the participation of yak, to bury and pass on to them generations of cultural spadzhen, we will get to know from mikhail baranovsky zagadzhik by the branch of the literary museum of maxim bogdanovich mikhail alexandrovich good afternoon hello sculptures of both the lion and sergei gumilevsky is held near the walls of the literary museum of maxim bogdanovich shamomin, the fortification was taken for holding. rising up the family of the gumilev verme, people close to us in to their efforts. uh, on this grave, ivan is just tired of it, uh, now, they are handsome, uh, he remembers and i pass on what is served to me from the vessel. i've

worn out play on the system, and i often have to do this and we show maxim bogdanovich to that. it's not surprising that these are people. what shmat did they think about bogdanovich shmat consecrated to the hour, e, by firing his image about the sculptures at a time are presented in the literary museum of maxim bogdanovich, here we can swim. or rather exactly maxim in their economy and this body. boy e often says hello so that a person there is some one template one in the image, and here we are the youngest, that both the father and the son shmat, thought in the image of maxim bogdanovich they, uh, developed at once with those vedas that certain emotion. i sold the coins myself. maxim bogdanovich loved his homeland and enlightened her with a piece of vershok, so the same thing i and the creative tandem of the father and the son of a lion and sergey

gumilyov ocean - this is the very thing in my work showed any native axis from this proximity joked on your feat from the youngest s, from kol earth is accompanying and not ostentatious love. maxima bogdanovich, it’s a mystery to god that a person would have lived, and everyone thinks of his prayers in grooves, belarus and everything is even, that is, a spark of ticking and love for ore culture, and the native land, and it developed in them and it manifested itself in his cottage cheese this most any interest in belarusian history, some, uh, belarusian forms, you can play around and, uh, they put up a lion and sergey gumilevsky kaliva. go through the exposure and the lid, the moisture should be children. and the same culture. you will wonder what kind of skin ones

have their own story, what is it in the form of an ocean for strictness in our vigilance is our mythology of our history and maxim bogdanovich sexed from this his edification, in fact, the inner e, kicking is the first here in yours, as if we were fixed by hands in bronze poetry. here the revolt was expected by the visitor, at least the hoarded is so inclimate that it was stored for us. uh, zasyarozit on nothing specific wow for a long time iosi. eh, i would like the museum to have originated in that expanse where the hour spits out, fading opinions and a person has the lust to think about some important grounded speeches. and what are fixed here to their face, here are the sculptures presented, uh, everything, the time of a new situation. what

does eugene think? yes, but actually no. you wanted to deceive us. it is right to doubt. it is useful for a person with critical thinking. this in this case affects even adult entertainment. and

the countries are widely divided by them, people from the pearl from all over the avapolis are dung up in round dances, they are urging the old man on, i’ll already snatch malt from you from the looks that are terrifying. you come here to the shore, you sit and look at the water is so calming. you shoot yourself, well, negative emotions and send them off. i've been on the edge of love before my darling for most of my years. i already live here. i have been born. children here, of course, what is so rich, belarus in the world. there is only one of her. i'm praying for him, look at the project on our tv channel.

sergei gumilyov shmat shamonov studied with his father, however, with a share of his creative individuality, sergei debited in 1983 and announced the advice of a poetic and romantic master. a special place is occupied by sculptural images of the exhausted to tune the human soul, and god, the concepts of iake stumble and rush openly from us geta and shmakiya prasy, carved on the motifs of maxim bogdanovich's poetry and sculpture. symbols. stumble, no, the eternal dove to wash the orynstvo melody of abu

jenny and inshi, and the snotty wife sergey umilevsky is tired of the triyal with the yakuha sculpture mates. yong will give out the beginning rose of the tree. the stone of me , the flatness of the form, is mined from the inside of the scarlet character and images, so the very upershin would be put on. accomplished since six in the date and belarusian poets. and what is important, although there is no show for the sculptor himself , let's find out? sergey lvovich good afternoon, we are at your den masters, your creations and sculptures are born. you tell stroller. you stick at the monumental tank sculpture, and with what you have more with small compact forms, those with a large-scale sculptor - this is mara's

colleague of his ideas. mary is shy somewhere in the city sky. this is some great remember, and fellow thieves not only force their master, not tired knee belly or people. this is bachat. i think that mara is the skin of us. in general, the masters of your laboratory. wherever you come and stick your skin day and they don’t slaughter it, it won’t be here, it won’t be for this creativity, and you stick it anyway. it was me, to my dad, it seemed like a fish in our dynasty to pick up a collar for himself. yakut is getting close to the yoke. yes , and kalina of this collar. i'll show you, do not wash, do not jam. you are a chest of drawers, you will eat and live everything lvovich at the literary museum of maxim bogdanovich your exhibitions are held, and the heart is all over the window let's go to the kazi region. hell near belarus is your place on the line, and the place of your power. i hmm

love shmat place belarus and see, the most favorite place where we spoil? well, barrels there on leather, well, for a day, batik went to his homeland for everything, i shine, because from there he obeyed his way, such creativity studied urika, and we fell in love with this city. and why is he so? well , he subordinated his creativity to her nature. well, after the war in the forty-fourth year, or she got a shatul, in general, all of it stopped in the path of the bridge such. well, it just hit. i’m thick, but with a ryuk - it’s already better than our famous ferdinand dear, and he saw him, he studied important , not what you rob with a stone. and you what to rob a stone with you, that you make colitra wash in the hands of your creation. weather i'm da stone