A Night at Winzavod

Night at the Museum is a worldwide event that takes place on the evening of May 17th. Museums across Moscow offered free admission, stayed open until late at night, and celebrated the event in various ways.
I had a great time with our praktikanti at Winzavod, a museum of contemporary art. Like its name suggests (zavod means factory), the museum is located on the site of what used to be a wine factory. Galleries are spread between its buildings. We walked from gallery to gallery and had a look at the sculptures, photographs, paintings, and mixed-media pieces on display. While we were there, a lot was going on – clowns danced to funky music, little kids ran around in cardboard crowns, guests painted murals together, artists worked on paintings in the galleries.

Our praktikantka Polina in a sculpture exhibit

Our praktikantka Polina in a sculpture exhibit


a public mural

a public mural


The pieces at Winzavod were interesting and funny, and the overall atmosphere was so refreshing and hip compared to the other museum experiences that we have had so far. It felt more like a big party than anything else, and that was super fun.
Look familiar? Hint: think Repin.

Look familiar? Or, well, kind of familiar? Hint: think Repin.


My favorite piece was this one by Mikhail Gulin called “Poproshu ne putat’!”/”Please don’t confused the two!”
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The text reads, “Whose dots are these? These dots are Damien Hirst’s!”


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“And whose dots are these? These dots are Yayoi Kusama’s!”


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I thought it was pretty funny.


If Night at the Museum’s goal is to get young people to be more interested in museums, then Winzavod certainly did its job.

Impressionism at the Hermitage

The Hermitage is full of beautiful artworks, and the building itself, both interior and exterior, is beautiful. Out of the thousands (number) of pieces of art in the museum, what most caught my attention was the French Impressionist collection. I definitely appreciate Rembrandts and Da Vincis, but I have always been partial to art made after 1860, especially Van Gogh and Matisse.  When I was little I had a book of Monet paintings, and I would spend time flipping through its pages, then trying to replicate the way he caught light on ocean waves, only with watercolors on office paper.
Some photos I took of a few of my favorite paintings from the collection –

Vincent Van Gogh, Thatched Cottages

Vincent Van Gogh, Thatched Cottages


Paul Cezanne, Still life with Drapery

Paul Cezanne, Still life with Drapery


Henri Matisse, Seville Still life

Henri Matisse, Seville Still life


Henri Matisse, Still life with Blue Tableclothe

Henri Matisse, Still life with Blue Tableclothe


Paul Gauguin, Tahitian Pastorals - detail

Paul Gauguin, Tahitian Pastorals – detail


I was particularly interested to learn about the source of this collection that provides such a bright, colorful, sometimes tropical (Gauguin) contrast to the gray weather of St. Petersburg.  These paintings at one point belonged to the Russian merchants Sergei Shchukin and Ivan Morozov. Our tour guide highlighted the fact that the two were always in competition with each other, and when one started to acquire Impressionist paintings (signs point to Shchukin), the other decided that he had to acquire an even better collection. Thanks to their rivalry, visitors to both the Hermitage in Petersburg and the Pushkin museum in Moscow can enjoy some of the gems of French Impressionism.
An overview of the Shchukin and Morozov collections that I highly recommend.
 

Vrubel at the Tretyakov

A moment when I felt really proud of myself during these first two weeks in Moscow was when I managed to find the Tretyakov Gallery on my own (with the help of some directions from fellow group-members beforehand). I have a horrible sense of direction, so bad that I actually mix left and right up on a semi-regular basis. Walking from Red Square to the gallery, there were a couple of points when I felt uncertain about where I was going, but I went with my gut, and ended up at 10 Lavrushinsky pereulok without getting lost.
Once inside, I stopped worrying about where I was going and wandered somewhat aimlessly through the gallery’s many rooms. Before my visit to the Tretyakov I knew shamefully little about Russian artists and art movements, and so my first introduction to Mikhail Vrubel was when I stumbled into a large hall with dark walls, lofty ceilings, and gorgeous paintings.
Vrubel was active as a painter and muralist during the late 19th century, and took icons, flowers, princesses, and demons as subject matter. His art is beautiful, dark, and deeply emotional. Each painting is dreamlike, and many recall myths and fairy-tales.
It’s hard for me to choose a favorite work from the Vrubel section of the gallery, but I found Lilacs particularly impressive.