art worker of belarus honorary academician of the russian academy of arts vladimir prokoptsov vladimir ivanovich hello hello vladimir ivanovich you were born at 8.08 hours, a beautiful game of numbers. and moreover, the eight is a sign of infinity. do you believe in numerology. yes, i believe in it and every 5 years i hold my exhibitions. here you are recently opened an exhibition on august 8th national art museum, where he worked for 25 years on august 8 at eight o'clock in the morning 8 minutes and 8 seconds. therefore, i am confident in this tradition. my mother told me that i was born, indeed, somewhere around eight o'clock in the morning, while making any decisions. you are guided by numerology. yes, you know the fact is that even my exhibition is called under the sign of infinity, why ? because i believe that such an endless human life is earthly life, and there is life. uh, daughter-in-law, so to speak, when we leave this earth and as an artist under the sign infinity. this is the inverted eight, as they say, right? or is it an eight? how is the clock like that? yes, that's eternal, and i even e wrote several

vladimir prokoptsov is our guest. you like to repeat vladimir ivanovich that your hairstyle, famous for the whole e, the city of minsk, was inherited from your mother maria andreevna and i saw unique shots to prepare for this program. let's see them, and mom and tattoo. here, my mother, i had such a hairstyle. eh, so i got everything to sleep everything from my mother. and, of course, my tatyki makes me look so strict flame, and we are ready to kiss the pitches on the selection, lifted the cow, gave the lord the arch of fucking spring. we ourselves there and a garden, uh, and went to the forest, and so on, so i left a tough lad, well, here is the bread of the people's land and here. for some, on nostalgia, a cap like this is in their cottage cheese, or maybe, spinning in that period, e of their diatynstvo is not some such fantasy. i have pictures like this in the summer, a little steel in the garden of barrels. walk and hands. endure the same she and glory. god now lived. here is my recently traveled her 97th birthday was celebrated by her sons with anton and pal. well, thank god, thanks to my mother, i took a lot of things from her in the plan. here are the two sisters. those places that youth passed there. it is very difficult for older people to part with them, they walked barefoot. here, i tell my mother, mother. you at least dress difficult here. she is there just a little grass - this is the most green of my months for a little and walks barefoot. it is powered by the earth, you know, and my colleague is a vasyuk. volodya says don't touch her. why because, on the contrary, these are native places, they fat these people, it's like bitches, so, of course, and we always come back. here is my native nest. here with the age of us youth. we seem to be trying to fly out of the nests there to assert ourselves, somewhere by old age. we are returning. here it is on the table, which is also present in my works. let's get a look. yes, this is the work that i did in the third year. this was the production we were given, it was a dedicated work. my father is happy. so our cemetery is opposite belnitsky. yes such an imperialistic morning morning, and he also beat this. nevsky bureau. i was there on chaika very often came. eh, artists painted from nature with a harupa, where not only etanovich lived. this is also in picture f. a little bit of fanta fantasy is also our cemetery a little bit different. i made it. here, uh, it means that mom is leading me, as it were, or there my grandmother is leading me to carols at the temple for service. we don't have a temple there. this is called a picture of a presentation, which means that the present is not certain once, which means that they burned down the satanists, set fire to the zaslavl church, and i when there was his lord philaret, he had such cards with these, and with this roof so burned, funds were collected. here i am , somehow, and at that time, so i created such a picture, i was so impressed by this one. this is the thing that the present is not certain, and this is called the origins, the origins of the big river begin. where does the origins of our statehood of our culture begin from a small stream. here is an architectural monument that is being restored, so here i am, i have a sketch. there, however, i am with a malbette on my shoulders. and behind me sketchbook. or rather, well, then i removed and here is such a philosophical reflection on our history , our culture, and in general about our belarus. that's exactly what it's called. in the end. what period in painting are you going through now? oh well, period, i'll tell you. now i'm already a little bit. i have a different, already becoming more free manner. now the time and opportunity has just appeared to devote more to art criticism of painting. now i need to write a book about nikolai kazakevich , the gomel artist of my fellow countryman. that's all whistle-blowers. and, of course, i'm thinking of writing a book about my fate in the museum. well , please, without a cut it is very interesting vladimirorthy. i'm sure the order went to my colleagues. so i'll try not to forget anything. write everything down for your birthday by august 8th. looking forward to this book. i also wanted to show one of your paintings of young may, i really like it. why because it's a fantasy picture to me, so it's a natural house. it's just a newbie. you see, there is a lampshade on the veranda. here's to he came like a muse to an artist. they were sitting, you see the glasses are standing. there , morning came on the edge, the artist, tired asleep, tired and sperm with the rays of the sun, the muse leaves the master’s workshop, which means that the artist’s day will pass, he will gain strength. so he wakes up from e, when it is already evening , the moon will set for him for five, another question will come to the master, the most important achievement. we believe that you have returned visitors. we remember the time when there were no people at all, and now , during the night, museums of the same action