snow on the way to the train or in the crunch of apples. in the brainy autumn, in the works of natalli glebova if a child's smile is hiding, she looks at the ordinary through the eyes of children, that same little natasha who walks along a cozy street of moscow, there is a grandmother walking with a small child, i even had myself in mind, i am walking with a dummy, in her paradise objects sometimes seem to be about to fall off the table, and the space seems to turn inside out, there is also its own beauty, simple and so homely, home is a loaf. it is a scatter, it is a sprouted onion, a woman, and there are shadows on the ground, natalia glebova's paintings are stored in the collections of the russian museum of the tretyakov gallery, but at this exhibition in the st. petersburg art museum the viewer will see paintings from private collections and her studio, the exhibition life in paradise will work until the beginning of october, like the domes of the temple these trees surround the house, they protect it, such an eternal temple, very strong spirituality. here at the exhibition are very person