 Poster to the collection № 7 "Heritage"
(Geneva, Switzerland)
| |  Gallery "Heritage" Rue du Perron 25, 1204 Geneva, Switzerland.
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 Welcome to the Gallery "Heritage"
| |  Heading into the world of art,
Immerse into the adventure.
We'll we wish you luck
Insights and inspiration.
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 Gallery "Heritage" presents the work of contemporary Ukrainian artists.
| |  We're going not to tell about what we've brought with us but to show
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 Getting Started
| |  Exposition assembling
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 The creative process - Installation
| |  Create a picture of the paintings
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 Photo for the history: the way it was...
| |  Mounting exposure
Collection № 7 "Heritage"
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 Working...
| |  Mounting exposure Heritage
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 Slowly moving forward
| |  Mounting exposure
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 Mounting exposure
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| |  Work and worry
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 Next mounting wall
| |  Collections № 7 "Heritage "- the art of modern Ukrainian artists
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 Collections № 7 "Heritage "- installation
| |  32 artists and 122 artworks
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 Again, the artist can not sleep,
He pours out his soul on the canvas,
giving birth to a new masterpiece.
| |  Mounting exposure
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 Mounting exposure
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| |  To be continued...
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 Mounting exposure
Collection № 7 "Heritage"
| |  The creative process continues
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 A little bit more...
| |  Next mounting wall
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 We feel the pleasant fatigue
| |  Creating...
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 This exposition is completed
| |  In a blaze of sunlight
He conjures at the easel again,
Forgetting about food and time,
Creates new masterpiece in frame.
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 Picture, once seen, attracts an attention,
Coming out of youthful days.
Over the years, the art becomes more essential -
Everything else escapes and flows away.
| |  Our inspirational artist,
visionary of unknown universe,
Don’t interrupt, he's the smartest,
His masterpiece is ready almost!
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 Transparent day. Peer and wipe the brushes.
You are the master. Be prudent but with piece of madness.
There is a silence, and paint on the palette
To move the sound of leaves on canvas.
| |  And if you are an artist,
if you are sharp-sighted
if your hearing’s keen.
Stay an open-hearted!
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 Who has worked, who is tired,
an enormous lunch required.
| |  The world of soul - to the whole world.
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 There is a secret inner light on a canvas with three-dimensional depth: it is the soul of the artist
| |  The presence of the things -
is moderate and strong.
The presence of the things -
is elegant and easy.
In presence of the things -
the evidence of wrong way.
We’re moving
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 To the timid and fearful spring flowers
Add a fluffy shawl - the fog,
So morning is so fabulous...
| |  We present you the beauty
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 There is no doubt
in the artist's talent –
on the tip of his brush -
the bright light of his soul!
And you start to believe that
his colorful pallete
Can turn pictures alive!
Which is really wow!!!!
| |  I take the palette and the canvas,
I take the easel and mix the paint.
My brush is dancing on the canvas:
I draw a splendid fairy tale.
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 The artist paints clouds with color of milk
And colors of Golden Dawn Palette
And Heaven canvas will be wrapped in silk...
| |  The picture of the sea hangs on the wall,
where water’s raging in the fire of sunset
and violent waves from rocky cliffs fall
and mystery depth beckons but threats.
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 Sketch of love with poetry sonnet
absorbs the flavors and the colors
and play of shadows and tenderness of silhouette...
| |  On violin will play the wind-wanderer
And pearl grew melt dream
Suites day unintentional exile...
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 The brush felt on canvas and hit the snow,
And Autumn world then suddenly had changed -
Violet and lilac woke up and started to glow
The colors of paintings had rearranged.
| |  "Starting to paint,
take palette, brushes, paints...
Looking for a gentle tone,
To draw in some fairy tales!
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 Winds, recalling tenderness of kiss
Smile to sun in such a lovely day
Artist charmed...
with drawing spring like this.
| |  Over the ocher fields –
Clouds of ultramarine.
Horizon cadmium strip
and Summer emerald serpentine.
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 All of this, artists were able to tell
with a palette of colors to convey the story.
In art showcases or places to sell
could you find the artworks with such fabulous glory?
| |  Somewhere in depths, under the sea,
in delicate silence, where light doesn’t reach.
In coral caves the mermaids live
and weird fishes swim to the beach.
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 Our diplomats have visited the Exhibition "Heritage"
| |  Sharing experience
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 Communication during the meeting
| |  Volodymyr Kovalyshyn Third Secretary Permanent Mission of Ukraine to the United Nations Office and other International Organizations in Geneva
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 Warm conversation
| |  Tasting Italian wines
at "ET CAETERA" restaurant.
The event is held in conjunction with the Gallery "Globus" (Kiev), Gallery "Heritage" (Geneva) and the Italian restaurant "ET CAETERA".
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 Tasting Italian wines
at "ET CAETERA" restaurant.
The event is held in conjunction with the Gallery "Globus" (Kiev), Gallery "Heritage" (Geneva) and the Italian restaurant "ET CAETERA".
| |  Tasting Italian wines
at "ET CAETERA" restaurant.
The event is held in conjunction with the Gallery "Globus" (Kiev), Gallery "Heritage" (Geneva) and the Italian restaurant "ET CAETERA".
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 Tasting Italian wines
at "ET CAETERA" restaurant.
The event is held in conjunction with the Gallery "Globus" (Kiev), Gallery "Heritage" (Geneva) and the Italian restaurant "ET CAETERA".
| |  In summer I’m not looking for delicate colors, I do not want to lose such rainbow multicolors!
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 And only painting gives hope for us,
| |  Draw me, the artist, the painting to it flared dawn Amid the snow-capped mountains and peaks reflect sunlight.
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 Sound of lilac like a joy of earthly dating,
the mystery of lilac -
the heaven sacred trod.
The smell of lilac - the madness - I lose consciousness...
It is love and sadness of admiring God!
| |  The pieces of the universe
Connect in museum silence
Where flying moments are extended,
Captured on canvas and becoming timeless.
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 My magic violin, I love your voice,
You cry, you laugh, you sing, the violin, sing!
About the sun, the wind, about my rejoice,
About sailing ships, about lovely spring.
About pigeon’s nest,
About everything the best.
| |  Aspen, linden, oak and spruce -
Kings and queens that live in deep.
He paints them to introduce
The mystery of the forest felt asleep.
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 Over the years, the painting becomes
more clear,
And we are turning back to it...
| |  The dream is blooming with poppies
And the star in the early morning...Is dying when sun comes out adorning!
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 The artist painted with oil
The coral morning sky
And Lake with silver oval
And flakes of snow that slowly fly.
| |  Natural art magic
Touches the soul with delight
The destiny is tragic and dramatic
As the eternal love and light.
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 I love to watch the sea
When waves cascades grew
And storm is turquoise blue.
| |  Hurry up, the artist, go into the forest.
Draw colorful autumn with golden alleys,
But never behave like an ugly tourist,
Protect the forest, Take care of valleys ...
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 Each time when I see delicate roses
My soul is amazed and touched by them.
Their beauty great excitement causes,
We are born to admire them!
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 Geneva Rue du Perron
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