Exhibition work. Typographic sequence is based on the song of Vladimir Vysotsky.
I developed a video with an anti-war song by the famous bard Vladimir Vysotsky.
The video won 2nd place in the international animation festival held in St. Petersburg. I have to admit, that it's still one of my favourite works. And, unfortunately, it is still relevant...
Click to read the lyrics translation
I lived with mother and father
On the Arbat - if it were always so.
And now I am in a hospital
In the bed, all in bandages.
What is for us glory, what is for us Klava -
The nurse and bright light?
My neighbour on the right died,
The one, who is on the left - not yet.
And once - like carbon monoxide fumes -
That neighbour, who is on the left,
Told me suddenly: - Now listen, buddy,
You have a leg less.
How come! That's not true brother!
He, probably, joked?
- We only cut off toes, -
So the doctor told me.
But the neighbour, who is on the left,
Smiled all the time, joked all the time.
Even if nightly he was delirious -
He spoke about the leg.
Mockingly he said: You will not get up!
You won't see, he said, your wife!
If you only could, comrade,
See yourself from the side.
If I were not a cripple
And could get down from the bed,
I'd the one, who is to the left,
Simply bite through the throat!
I implored nursie Klava
To show me what happened to me.
If the neighbour, who was on the left, were alive, -
He would tell me the truth ...