when we said goodbye to zariksakovich on the last day, we came out of these doors of his workshop, wentext to him, we say something... to a friend, he says: you’re leaving me too early, he says, you should have another year with me, and you could become a good artist, then they stopped and said, but still , i bless you, i made this kind of gesture in a circle, like this, i made it with my hand, so... and i went, i went, turning away quickly so as not to discharge, just spasms like that, and he still stood there, looked after me , i then turned around, then ran quickly to finish this, with this the page has closed for now, now we will just find ourselves in this place, in my pinatas, where it took place, my real almamator, where his spirit probably still hovers. and here it is, my almamater, my school, today the museum of zarisaki chasgur, a folk sculptor, is where i spent my time. 4 years, i knew each of these personalities, each one, i learned each one by heart, today i don’t recognize some of them, strange, 4 years, here, he had a chair, a deep one, such a royal chair, i sat here in f