and andrey, of course, zhvanov chose his thesis.ell, as if after the end of the sculpture department of the theatrical art institute, of course, plasticine was not preserved. but the photograph survived. there, then, the actress is a director and a sculptor, who, as it were, is going to sculpt and even sculpts them, and you know, even in this one, as it were, the first one? preserved though for photo work. uh, zhbanova, you already feel some kind of childishness, or what? some kind of naive perception, an enthusiastic perception of reality. here is this act of creativity, all three are doing an actress, a director and a scooter. 25 years of graduation from the institute ahead of the quiet work of the sculptor, when suddenly a summons comes to the soviet army as a military commissar? vladimir zhbanov, who signed the summons, reassured his father. they knew each other, they fought together, either in bryansk, or on the belarusian fronts, or they stormed together, berlin and the military commissar told him ivan well, what are you worri

boris yurgin, with whom zhvanov will subsequently work very fruitfully and volodya asks him, right here in mikhailovsky square, the city executive committee decided to put up some kind of sculpture. you have nothing suitable. no, there is, said volodya, although he had nothing. and even a lot of things. and you can see, of course, come a few days later in my workshop well on that and dispersed. volodya rushed to the workshop and sculpted and drank four sculptures all night, some mystical there are some grandmother hedgehogs, and hmm brownies, which, as he likes, the hall eats very well. they will fit into the greenery of mikhailovsky square, and then yurgin came, looked somehow despondently proposed by zhbanov and did not choose anything, they said goodbye and were already leaving. jurgen on the windowsill saw the small mournful hand of a woman with a bare knee, spread out on the benches in a hat. all in the dust, he says, volodya and what’s this, well, volodya explained with a smile that literally two, maybe three years ago, after a quarrel with his wife, in order to throw out his feel