Got a few sparepennies burning a hole in your pocket?
Then you might want to head on down to London auction house Christie’s next Wednesday - as a part of Russian Art Week, they’re holding an auction of valuable Russian artwork.
Arts, books, silverware and icons worth an estimated $74 million are to go under the hammer, and much of the collection is expected to go to wealthy Russians living in London.
Top billing will be given to the Rothschild Faberge Egg, which is expected to sell for a staggering $12-18 million - a record for a Faberge egg. Made in 1902 for the Rothschild family, it was apparently never publicly documented, and has never been seen before in public. According to auctioneer Anthony Philips, the egg is also one of the most unique of Karl Faberge’s eggs:
“There are only two other known Faberge eggs that have a clock in them and also an automaton. When the clock strikes the cock come up, shakes its wings and sings.”
Russian artwork has previously been seized in Switzerland as security against debts, although the paintings were eventually released and handed back to the Russian state.
The British government is - so it says - doing all it can to ensure that the arts aren’t seized. The government has even gone so far as to draft a new law which will specifically prevent works of art loaned to British museums from being seized. The only problem is that the law won’t come into force until shortly after the paintings arrive in London.
Which leaves a brief window of opportunity for anyone who feels that the Russian state owes them money to launch a court case.
Boris Berezovsky, are you reading?
To make matters worse, Vladimir Putin is to visit Britain in January where he is to attend the opening of the exhibition with British Prime Minister Gordon Brown. Presumably, they also plan to announce that - spy scandals aside - Russia and Britain are really the best of friends. Instead, they might end up in yet another bitter row, sniping at each other over a few pretty old paintings.
A picture of two Russian policemen kissing in a snow-covered Siberian forest - an homage to Banksy’s kissing policemen graffiti - has been banned from appearing in an exhibition of Russian art in Paris.
And all because Russia’s prudish Culture Minister Alexander Sokolov thought that the picture - which according to artists the Blue Noses Collective was inspired by British atist Banksy’s graffiti image of two constables kissing - would bring shame on his country.
A clearly agitated Sokolov told the world’s assembled press:
“If this exhibition appears… it will bring shame on Russia. In this case, all of us will bear full responsibility. It is inadmissible…to take all this pornography, kissing policemen and erotic pictures to Paris.”
Here’s the picture - which, by the way is by the Blue Noses Collective and is called “Kissing Policemen (an Epoch of Clemency)” - take a look and judge for yourselves. Does this image shame Russia?
Probably no more than Banksy’s graffiti art of two kissing constables embarrasses Britain:
That Mikhail Gorbachev’s come a long way hasn’t he? From leader of the unfree, communist world, to a slave to capitalist fashion.
Yep, former Soviet Union leader Mikhail Gorbachev has signed up with fashion label Louis Vuitton to model their latest bag.
To my eye, it looks just like all their other bags. But the picture of Gorby is stunning - he looks like he’s just about to exchange some priceless nuclear secret with James Bond.
Anyway, for interests sake, Gorbachev is joined in this latest Vuitton campaign by Catherine Deneue, Andrei Agassi and Steffi Graf. Oh, and Gorbachev’s picture was taken by Annie Leibovitz.
Apparently, people would rather read Stray Shopping Carts of Eastern North America: A Guide to Field Identification instead, and the boring North American book beat out the cool Russian book by 1,866 votes to 1,365.
Following Dima Bilan’s Russian Eurovision victory, I thought it was time to update the Russia Eurovision Video page.
Yes, what better way is there to celebrate the victory of Believe than to take a run through the YouTube videos of every single Russian Eurovision Song Contest entry - ever! That’s a decade and a half of top notch Russian Europop - t.A.t.U, Mumy Troll, Alsou, Dima Bilan - we’ve got them all!
No - there’s no need to thank me. Really. No need at all.
1994 - Youdipph - Vechni Strannik (9th)
1995 - Philip Kirkorov - Kolibelnaya dlya vulkana (17th)
1996 - Andrei Kosinskiy
Sadly, Andrei didn’t make it to the televised final of Eurovision. RTR reacted in typical Russian fashion by going off in a huff and refusing to take part in Eurovsion any more. ORT took up the reigns instead.
1997 - Alla Pugachova - Primadonna (15th)
1998 - Tatyana Ovsienko
ORT, like RTR, didn’t quite get the hang of Eurovision. In televised domestic heats, they selected Tatyana Ovsienko to represent Russia, only to discover that because of a low average score over the past few years, Russia wasn’t allowed to enter the 1998 Eurovision Song Contest.
ORT reacted in true Russian fashion. Yes - you’ve guessed it, they went off in a huff and refused to televise the 1998 event.
1999 - No entrant
Russia would have been eligible to send an entrant to the 1999 Eurovision. However, because ORT had failed to televise the 1998 Eurovision, they were barred from the 1999 event.
ORT duly learnt their lesson, and televised the 1999 Eurovision, even though there wasn’t a Russian contestant.
2000 - Alsou - Solo (2nd)
20001 - Mumiy Troll - Lady Alpine Blue (12th)
2002 - Prime Minister - Northern Girl (10th)
2003 - t.A.t.U - Ne ver’, ne boisya, ne prosi (3rd - robbed!)
2004 - Yulia Savicheva - Belive Me (11th)
2005 - Natalia Podolskaya - Nobody Hurt No One (15th)
2006 - Dima Bilan - Never Let You Go (2nd)
2007 - Serebro - Song #1 (2nd)
2008 - Dima Bilan - Believe (1st)
So, there you have it. Fifteen glorious years of Russian participation in Europe’s flagship cultural event.
My thanks to the guys who compiled the history of Russian Eurovision - a truly awesome resource without which this post would not have been possible.
Last night I took a trip into town to watch the Tiger Lillies play a live set at the Soho Theatre. Truly excellent, if magnificently warped, stuff.
And happily, I can tell you about this on Siberian Light because… they have a Russia connection. Back in 2005, they recorded an album called Huinya (best not to say this in front of your mother) with the only Russian band that can match them for anarchic nuttiness - Leningrad.
Here’s a short video, made by fans, in tribute to the Tiger Lillies, Leningrad, Huinya, and drinking:
Anzhela Adamova was a young man called Oleg Goncharov, who decided to take part in the beauty contest by joke. He went to a stylist and after that made a portfolio at a professional photographer.
Apparently, Adamova received more than 360 votes before (s)he was outed and disqualified.
Take a look at the photo - can you tell that Anzhela is really Oleg? I tell you what - that’s one hell of a stylist!
Anyway, the results of Miss Virtual Yakutia are available on the official site. Unsurprisingly, Miss Adamova doesn’t seem to be mentioned.
Ukraine, after winning the coveted (!) Eurovision Song Contest in 2004, seem to have decided to have a little fun with the event this year. They’ve picked Verka Serdyuchka, a drag queen who pokes fun at Russian women “of a certain age”, as their representative for 2007.
Predictably, everyone’s upset, from Ukrainians, who think that she will make Ukraine look silly and recently burnt an effigy of her to make their point, to Russians, who worry that the song’s lyrics:
constitute a direct assault by a wayward neighbour on Moscow itself. At the root of the indignation is a refrain that appears to exhort the audience to sing “Russia goodbye”.
According to Serdyuchka herself, though, its all a big misunderstanding:
His lyrics, he maintains, do not read I want you to sing/Russia goodbye, but I want you to see/Lasha tumbai - which apparently means “churned butter” in Mongolian.
Hmmm - Mongolian lyrics. Another Eurovision first?
They seemed to be unaware of the tacit British cultural law which says that even though you may laugh in the theatre, essentially you are there as part of a rather dreary self-improvement exercise with your hair-shirt only just concealed beneath your outer wear. The Russians kept attempting spontaneous bursts of applause when Shaw made any particularly amusing physical or verbal gesture; and laughed like there was no tomorrow.
I found this attitude of frank enjoyment a heartwarming tribute to the miraculous writing of the great modernist, until the moment when they started taking photographs. In the National Theatre! While Fiona Shaw was actually speaking! With strange whirrings and clickings emanating from their cameras! Suddenly it was time for me to drop my attitude of tolerant indulgence and turn round and fix them with my hate-filled Anglo-Saxon basilisk stare.
I wouldn’t want to be those Russians, let me tell you.
(Thanks to the lovely Rebecca - who likes to see people enjoying their theatre - for the link).
Don’t ask me why, but we decided to try our hands at making sushi. We were planning to use salmon and some other nice things. After giving a lot of thought to the issues raised above, though, it occurred to us that, not so long ago, the country we live in was still a part of the Soviet Union. Not only did the USSR have a rich culinary tradition, but one that remains far more relevant to us than Japanese culture or any other Far Eastern refinements. So we settled on a number of guiding principles:
1. Soviet Man wouldn’t have used a filler like rice as a main ingredient. Sure, Soviet Man ate bread or kasha when there wasn’t much of anything else, but he certainly didn’t wrap kasha around his food. […]
Kommersant reports that, after running the first part of a series of programmes about Roman Abramovich, the NTV Director General suddenly decided to pull the second episode from the Sunday evening schedule without any notice.
NTV Director General Vladimir Kulistikov offered the following explanation which - frankly - baffles me:
“It was absolutely my decision. Announcements often run ahead of the director general’s thought, and then I suddenly make different decisions. It is common practice in our work: we let something into broadcasting, and we take something out,” he said. Kulistikov was surprised to hear speculations that it was Abramovich who asked not to let out the story: “First story was all right, there was nothing bad in it! Unfortunately, I’m not personally acquainted with Roman Arkadievich. We showed reports about him many times, and never got any objections from the governor”.
No word yet from the Abramovich camp, but the Kremlin have been quick to deny any involvement:
“We absolutely deny the very thought about possible interference into NTV’s editorial policy and specifically into Anton Khrekov’s program.”
Who knows - perhaps NTV had advance word that Abramovich was no longer Russia’s richest man, and decided that no-one would ever want to watch a tv show about a has been Chelsea boss….
You ride the marshrutka shouting ‘ostanovite na ostanovke’ EXACTLY where you want to stop, and not worrying about handing your money to the driver via 6 people
You mutter ‘Дурак’ at the idiot who forgot the gherkins when they bought vodka
‘voda’ and ‘bezgazirovannaya’ are inextricably linked in your head
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