greek holidays and self-distrust

There's something special in Greece,I guess,'cus it made me return there again.I had quite pleasent time wandering about the streets of Corfu town and swimming in the cleanest (and the saltiest as hell) sea.
It was like:

And I used to walk along the shore like this in my h&m "smt like a dress or shirt":

and sitting on the sunbed like this:

I've bought a lot of cool things for my beloved and,of course,FOR MYSELF.I even quarelled with mommy about that several times.So what can I do if I'm fond of useless stuff,huh? The most important "look-how-cute-they-are" things which I bought was another one Chanel nail colour and clubmasters by rayban (don't mind about how much they are original,by the way they're stunning,i believe).
So,it's good to be back and blogging again.You know,when I opened blogspot,I had an extreme desire to write some life-important post about growing up and self-changing,about realizing that I'm only 15-year-old silly teengirl and I've got all my life to leave and I'VE GOT ALL MY LOVE TO GIVE,but,I'M SURE, it would be kinda dull for you to read all this pseudo-phylosophical nonsense.You know,I've suddenly realized that I don't have to be so nervous about my life and I shouldn't wear such pathetic expression on my face all the time.I told myself:"Hey,you're just a bloody kid, FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE,SHUT UP!!".

Chicmuse

hey! Moscow heat is killing me.It's 34 degrees above zero,I'm not kidding!
I've spent the whole day lying on the sofa and drawing.Today inspiration is beautuful Danni.

inspiration Sunday

I decided to get used to make a random inspirational post once in a week,because my head is always full of various impressions and thoughts which should be arranged in order.Now I'm having a real porridge in my head,so let's talk about my principal inspiration.It's Paris.I'm not talking about the city itself(the city is amazing,though I've never been there),I talk about its soul,its artistic and fashion environment.What does impress and inspirate me most of all? Paris at the beginning of the 20th century with its cabares,chanson,monmartre's artists and Dyagilev's russian seasons.
You may say that it's rather insane to be admired by cabares,but if you look at Toulouse-Lautrec's works of art portraying prostitues,dancers and ordinary working-class women,you'll realize that I'm not the only one.




I recommend you to browse this pictures listening Nitta-Jo singing Cocaine.
And of course,I can't but mention my favorite Monmartre's artist Amedeo Modigliani.

You know,I'm not a great lover of the ballet,but the russian seasons are the exeption.They seem to be smt mysterious to me.I'm fascinated by the costumes,stravinsky's music,make-up,choreography...EVERYTHING!!

Finally,I'm at home.Nothing could be better,really.However I'm leaving home again on Wednesday.I'm going to the seaside (greece). Here are drawings which was made in the village.

hi there!I had to apologize for not writing.Unfortunately I have no internet in the village where I have been having rest for a week.I had been in St.Petersburg before that and I had to say that the time I had spent there was really fascinaing.It was the insane mixture of art galleris and parties,you know :D
this is one of the latest works,but I'm not pleased by this one

feathers

Yuri Pleskun

Hi,my dear!!
I've just passed all of my exams,and ,perhaps,I'm the happiest person in the whole world now. I get three marks called "fives" (the highest mark in rus),and two "fours".You know,it's so fabulous to have a lot of free time to do whatever you like.So in a week I'll leave to St.Petersburg for 10 days.I'm looking forward to visit this lovely city again.
So this is the new drawing of Yuri Pleskun,russian male model.I think it's quite askew and bad,'cause I havn't been drawing for a long time.So,you judge C: