Kazanskij Anatol

One can reason at length what kind of person Anatoly Kazansky was. He was an innate artist, a talented architect. He was a nice person to speak with. He was an indefatigable go-getter with a creative mindset. He could express a childishly ingenuous joy. He could be sad and pensive. He knew how to love. He knew how to dream. He loved life. He was a remarkable and, as happens with the remarkable, very complex person.

He had an acute and very specific vision of the world — so he painted the world the way he saw it. His exercises in surrealism and carefully calculated mechanisms are no less realistic than the air and earth. His scathing sarcasm was triggered by what he found in the everyday idiocy of life and politics. His irony is, rather, a piece of good-hearted advice.

One can reason at length what kind of person Anatoly Kazansky was. He was an innate artist, a talented architect. He was a nice person to speak with. He was an indefatigable go-getter with a creative mindset. He could express a childishly ingenuous joy. He could be sad and pensive. He knew how to love. He knew how to dream. He loved life. He was a remarkable and, as happens with the remarkable, very complex person.

He had an acute and very specific vision of the world — so he painted the world the way he saw it. His exercises in surrealism and carefully calculated mechanisms are no less realistic than the air and earth. His scathing sarcasm was triggered by what he found in the everyday idiocy of life and politics. His irony is, rather, a piece of good-hearted advice.

One can reason at length what kind of person Anatoly Kazansky was. He was an innate artist, a talented architect. He was a nice person to speak with. He was an indefatigable go-getter with a creative mindset. He could express a childishly ingenuous joy. He could be sad and pensive. He knew how to love. He knew how to dream. He loved life. He was a remarkable and, as happens with the remarkable, very complex person.

He had an acute and very specific vision of the world — so he painted the world the way he saw it. His exercises in surrealism and carefully calculated mechanisms are no less realistic than the air and earth. His scathing sarcasm was triggered by what he found in the everyday idiocy of life and politics. His irony is, rather, a piece of good-hearted advice.

One can reason at length what kind of person Anatoly Kazansky was. He was an innate artist, a talented architect. He was a nice person to speak with. He was an indefatigable go-getter with a creative mindset. He could express a childishly ingenuous joy. He could be sad and pensive. He knew how to love. He knew how to dream. He loved life. He was a remarkable and, as happens with the remarkable, very complex person.

He had an acute and very specific vision of the world — so he painted the world the way he saw it. His exercises in surrealism and carefully calculated mechanisms are no less realistic than the air and earth. His scathing sarcasm was triggered by what he found in the everyday idiocy of life and politics. His irony is, rather, a piece of good-hearted advice.