September, 1st, 1995, when I went to school Painting

It's autobiographical story. The painting depicts a serious and cheerful day familiar to everyone Russian child – the First September day. (September 1 in Russia begins the school year in all schools) All of us must know from our childhood that they have the right to be happy. What a marvellous time, early autumn, when the cooling but still caressing sun bids farewell in the end and endows us with a radiant smile before the arrival of the long winter. And nature also bids farewell to its golden festive attire as the sky becomes deeper and heavier. The fathomless sky in the distance would wait to sparkle with resonant ultramarine and would be covered with leaden clouds and pulled down to the earth merging with the cold morning mist. And amid this mist poor children will start wandering on the first of September with a bunch of flowers in their hands to bury the summer. “Life has stopped and it is not promised that it would go on sometime in the future.” That’s what occurred to me on the 1st of September, 1995, when I awakened to the shrill sound of the alarm clock and cast a glance at the scraggy bunch of carnations wrapped in a glittering paper. Mine was the glance of an artist who would have to fall into lethargy for the following 9 years after the above described time till I passed the examinations without attending classes. Every day throughout all of autumn, winter and spring small children turned into adults wearing uncomfortable adult suits, doing serious sums and resolving the most serious tasks in the world regarding the trains departing from point “A” and going to point “B” and writing profound compositions on “How I spent the summer.” Everything seemed to be the most serious problem in the world, every work in math was more dreadful than the Last Judgement. And it was only when I was already late for an exam, most probably geometry for the 10th year of school education, I suddenly understood that in a short while I would not even remember it, so there was no reason to worry about it (since then I stopped worrying at all). But at that time, at school, the most dreadful disaster was to be late for a lesson even for a second. It was only when all of it was over that I saw that autumn was such a beautiful time of year. The picture was included in the catalog (and on cover) "Ekaterina Dmitrieva. Painting. Graphics. Arts and crafts. Installation", Moscow 2012 The painting was exhibited at my solo exhibition "My first 25" In the Central House of Artists in December 2012. The painting was exhibited at the XIII Moscow International Art Salon CHA-2010 "Big in small" in March 2010 in Central House of Artists (CHA) Moscow When photographed this work paint was still wet. When it dried, green colors turned a little yellow. Now at the picture grass and leaves are more yellow than in the photo.

Painting:Oil on Canvas

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:51.2 W x 55.1 H x 1.2 D in

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