I had a black hole instead of my father. Vera Polozkova: Biography and creative way Poets Faith Polozkova Personal life
Young, but already famous in wide circles, Russian poetess, a beginner actress and singer Vera Polozkova rightfully deserved the reputation of the "phenomenon of the modern generation". In an attempt to change the interests of young people, slowly and fully immersed in the world of blogs, social networks and useless Internet traffic, it began to compose bright and creative verses.
In many ways, thanks to the work of faith, the poetry in Russia has gained relevance in Russia, became a new trend. You can feel free to say that the poetess network has become the initiator of the new wave in the literature and the real flagship, which gathered under his "banner" of beginner Internet poets. Therefore, it is not at all surprising that life, creativity and biography of a talented girl are interested in the public.
Start of a creative path
The biographical essay on the popular Russian poetess should be started since 1986, when Vera Polezkova was born. The exact date of birth of a cute and gifted girl - On March 5, 1986, the baby was born in one of the metropolitan hospitals, and from the Father she got only the name and middle name: he did not live with Mom faith. The faith of Nikolaevna Polyozkova Mother Single, an engineer of computer, was brought up with an EUM engineer. There were always warm, trusting relationship between mom and daughter, they did not have a single secret from each other.
At the age of five years, the Verochka began to show literary abilities. She began to write their first poems, the best of which was then entered into the first collection of poems of faith of Pollynkaya. By the way, he saw the light in 2001, the author was only 15 years old.
At the age of seven years, faith entered the usual primary school in Moscow. The fact that she is a gifted person surrounding almost immediately. Vera Polozkova, in addition to the main lessons, also visited choreographic classes and sang in the choir. But she devoted the bulk of the time to poetic creativity. Faith school graduated from externally when she turned fifteen. Then she issued the first book of his poems, which came out with a circulation of 350 copies.
Career and creative searches
After the release of the School of Polozkova, Vera Nikolaevna became a student of the Faculty of Journalism of the Moscow State University. Almost four years she studied at the department of artistic culture and literary criticism.
Without accustomed literally four months before the diploma, Vera Polyozkova left the university and got a job at the publishing house "FBI-Press". Being an employee of this publisher, she published her author's work in the "Chic-Magazine" and "Spark - Spark" editions.
As an author and editor, Vera worked until 2007, in parallel, she was preparing to prepare his poetic collection written in the "Nestheskoye" genre - "Non-Emonia". This collection was issued with the assistance of A.N. Zhitinsky (famous scenario, playwright and publisher, writer and journalist).
Later, the poetess arranged to work in the first private Museum of Art4.ru - the Museum of Contemporary Art opened in the capital. In it, a talented girl was listed by the employee until 2008, and after decided to change the direction of activity and try himself as an actress. By the way, it was in this institution of culture that the official presentation of the "Baby" of the Fair of Polozakova was held - the book "Nonophemia".
Her biography and poems found a response from a variety of network users. This confirms the success of the next collection of vera poems - "Photosynthesis", which has been released with a circulation of 30,000 copies and reissued as much as three times.
The popularity of polished grew at a huge speed. The commercial success of her last book made faith famous in wide circles of modern readers - lovers of poetry. As a bright, loudly announced by the author, she was invited to the annual summer open book festival in Moscow. The organizer of the event, Artemy Troitsky, invited faith and suggested her the role of cerebent at the first and only independent prize for talented writers - "steppe wolf".
In the summer released in the summer of 2009, the audiobooks were collected from the printed publication of the same name, as well as notes to them and interesting statements of the author. All verses and texts included in the collection in the format of an audio, writer Vera Polozkova recorded personally. Elena Gracheva became the producer of this project, and the author of musical accompaniment is Sergey Geokchaev. Later, new texts were published in the author's "patch" of the faith of the Polinky, who became a new corps of the author's poetry and the basis of her debut musical collection "Sign of inequality".
Personal achievements
A few months later, Polozkova for his debut-experimental project "The Sign of Inequality" was awarded the Golden Gargoyle Prize from the club "16 tons", in which in the future she will give not one concert with his group.
The beginning of 2010 in the creative career of Faith Passkova was marked by another large-scale event - the release of the new version of the "non-empty" book of poetess "Neponia". In reprint, readers were able to find more than two dozen new poems and three poems. In the future, "non-empty" with new additions will be published in 2011 and 2012.
In the same year, the girl was on the stage of another international festival conducted in the open air, "Manor Jazz". The leading large-scale event, together with Valery Maryanov, was a talented faith of Polozkov, whose verses can be found freely available on the pages of the network.
Nikolaevna can be bolded to be called an active public and cultural figure. She is not just a famous poetess, a talented performer, a popular blogger and an attractive woman is an outstanding personality in the literary environment of modernity. Among its achievements are the best poems, outrageous roles in the theater and bright audiobooks, which allowed it to become the owner of numerous prestigious awards and premiums.
Looking at all this, it is quite clear why the heroine of our story is popular. In his still, very young years, this girl was able to achieve what many can only dream about. She has a successful career and a happy personal life: faith married a bass guitarist from his musical team - Alexander Bantsev. Their wedding took place in early August 2014, and in December, Polozkova and her husband became parents. Under the New Year, December 29, they had a wonderful son, who was named Fyodor.
But the interview with it can be found infrequently, the poetess and the musician gives them rarely and without much enthusiasm: faith is grieved by evil comments and unfriendly, who knock down her creative mood. Vera Polozkova lives "on his wave," she does not pretend to be anyone and does not allow dust into the eyes. She is looking for himself, expressing and at the same time brings harmony to the world with his poems, songs, creative solutions. Posted by: Elena Suvorov
Do you know why I dislike poetry?
Poetry is an extremely personal, deep intimate creativity, the expression of their emotions, impressions and memories, as a rule, completely deprived of how much the plot component. And most people - we admit to yourself honestly - very little affairs to each other, so read the revelations of the growing poetess, of course, nice from aesthetic point of view (for the language of the polished is very rich), but not that it would be very exciting.
The main problem of these verses is a very broken, literally twisted in Truch, rhythm. Vera Polozkova is such a contused Mayakovsky, which finally lost ideas about the rhythm and symmetry of poetic lines, and, remembering only that words should sometimes rhyme, sculpts this rhyme something when it is necessary.
What only styer-seeking exercises offer us a poetess! There is also a pylinephone, and hypendactyl rhyme, and an echo rhyme with a torn row, and flirting with the gaping, moving to the elicid, and do not understand which kinhaned - all this is chopped into small pieces and stirred to the state of indistinguishability.
Poems will not "sing", they are not able to read the soul, freely gliding on them with perception and vibrating their rhythm into the resonance.
Each poem has to anatomize the scalpel of ice logic to discover what and what is rhyme.
Although nominally rhyme is still there - just until it finds, you risk losing the entire poetic attitude.
In vain, I expected that such a free attitude towards the rhythm from the "Polished-early" will be held at the "Late": not passes. Literally in every poem that in 2003, that in 2007, it has to stumble several times.
But we will not be about sad. We will be about good.
Vera Polozkova is undoubtedly very relevant. Her poetry, as an ideally configured musical instrument, sounds in unison to the thoughts of her generation - conventionally, people from fifteen to thirty, living in stuffy silicate boxes, communicating with each other with a dozen pre-prepared "emmatic" and dreaming about the occurrence of some abstant tomorrow in which everything will be different; And we ourselves will be better - kinder, stronger and more honest.
Like, for example, Zemfire or Diana Arbenina, Polozkov could become a "voice and thoughts" of a whole generation of adolescent girls who adore quoted songs in status and twitter.
It is a pity that teenage girls do not know how to read: at least somehow would dilute all their snotty vulgar in status.
* * *
In general, the Faith is well obtained two things. The first is such a short, whitic poems on the verge of aphorisms:
"All lady like a lady, and you like a horse in a blanket"
Or
"Or a conscience teach to stains,
Either you will walk Bosaoy.
Really want to be understandable
And at the same time not to be pop. "
Emko, concise and deep, and most importantly, almost placed in the format of the notorious "hundred and forty characters."
Poems of sweets, small Montpanne with the taste of the explosion.
The second is "Long strings":
"At some point, the soul becomes just bitterness in the sublaw, there, in the interfluve, in the second pause between the Stanf. And her eyes are all wounded, all the birds, not human, it goes down the water, like wreaths and candles, and from there either lighthouses, no fires. "
And so, not poetry at all, and the random seemingly phrases, like guests unmann from the street - but the fact that something is rhymes the rhymes.
And it is precisely such "long lines" (I ask me to excuse me if I call them wrong and they have some specific name - I am infinitely far from poetry) it turns out from the faith of polished, as it seems to me best. They are read like a prose, felt very easily and fluid, and rhymes, the matter in them falling, perceived as pleasant surprises. In a word, I would read Polink only for the sake of such a "semi-housing" prose.
By the way, one of these verses would have turned out to be very colorful rap - fast and verbose.
What happiness that rappers also do not know how to read!
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In general, it is difficult to say whether I liked the creativity of polished, or not.
Some poems beat the bundle of the "ten" bundle: clear, melodic and very, very much about me. They want to learn by heart and quote.
But the bulk of poems is a thick broth from emotions, thoughts and experiences. Broth, undoubtedly, is very poetic, but damn inconvenience due to the post -uganny rhyme.
Without evaluation. Hardly referred. Actual and poetic. Noteworthy. Brodsko.
She released the first collection of poems at 15, and already twenty won the status of one of the most striking modern poets. 24 November in the Moscow Palace of Youth Faith will present a new program "High Resolution", which will include texts from the future collection. Five of the most piercing - in the selection of Elle.
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the best Anita can lie:
dug up, smile and not blink,
only cute to praise, important to avoid
kissing the cheeks of fragrant bitch
it is harder to have one,
ballerina in a box, doll clockwork,
after all, the Anita knees, daughms, day off,
hohotok, Facebuchek
uncomfortablely, where not to look:
where the old woman buys where the dog sits,
where the baby under the snow substitutes a cheerful mouth,
as if someone in his ear whispering
having a perfect curl:
in those who are smart, anita, and in those who are stupid
in attendants and not visiting the fitness club
in the owners of the narrow lips and inflated lips
god lies, wrapped in a close cocoon
he will bulk his eyes, Anita, will enter the right
decays the swans and lace
will pull out your hairpins, I will wash you from makeup,
and you will become alive, my anita, alive
and loved
* * *
and we lived then easily: silver and honey
summer sunset not gasli night disappear
and the river stood before the cross
we descended where the stars, and the feet were bathing in them
and under our shore as if weathered from woolen
and linen fibers
it was a town without a century, with a simple face,
and visiting tea with soul and a chamber
added bright jam, stuck;
bought dishes in shops, braid and hazard
and the cars and boats rotted on the seams
sleepy rusty lace
you loved to look at the barges from hand,
didked the neighbor boys in Pigakas:
and they hugged you, who lived was not burning.
and you were another, unthinkable young,
and you had eyes - twilight over water,
blue Agatha.
it was June, strawberries, smoked bream,
you wore, like Tsarevich, any thing
and three houses were deprived of will, barely arrived
- Tonya says, are you married? - terrible slander!
and the Armored Levitan was lying around,
endless Chekhov
stairs, floors in my room, senia, porch, pier -
everywhere the step is so fun and sounded well,
as if we do not break the fingers, do not crush in smoke,
as if I still read about the ancient Rome
as if we still talk somewhere again,
do not die young
it seems we now look like a MGLL student
pick up paths, depressions and corners,
shadow impresses forests and houses as moisture.
black on the background of water, we are sitting together
and above us honey, silver and pearls on the eye,
stamped paper.
leaving in August, my light, a new school year
let me happen everything that will happen -
and does not destroy nor dresses nor utensils or chest,
our embankment will end and the mountain -
you will be the embodiment of silver,
silver and honey.
* * *
deborah Peters always was a woman volition.
i did not live with Nadvyuchi - but there lived overcoming.
the power of the Spirit is incredible, fatigue zero.
deborah Peters from his youth wanted a red daughter.
deborah rustled gin alone.
before bedtime kissed a buttonichka, his bird, in a gentle lobe.
deborah is unhappy: the girl is weak by the umiskov.
this passion is fifteen - to acknowledged books,
broken boys, short haircuts:
deborah believes that it is too.
ginny Peters Sunset on the sea, red oches.
ginny pretends to sleep and flashed:
because the mother yells continuously, so that it died.
when hell in this house becomes touches,
ginny runs away, as it is expressed, to partisans,
overcomes drugs, disassemble
and thirty-year-old, sweaters in tone with light pants,
deboor in the stroller is lucky to the car with an uneven knock:
that's all, mom, well, we will go to grandchildren.
deborah squints: God teaches it subtle,
it was worth almost die to earn a child -
bald Cancer Valkium,
one-yard Amazon
it was worth getting angry almost, and here we again girlfriends,
how I will come like this, and sweet, and toys,
two grandchildren, boys, do they have freckles?
i scare them, baby, I'm scary like a desert.
you're beauty, mom, watch not sheep.
it was worth almost die so that my bird would forgive me.
* * *
blood consisted of summer, riot, laughter and fire. The life of rushed leash,
as if it lasts two more days, and after the session, the apocalypse, and drown
continents. As if you are distracted - and immediately old men.
where are you now, fools, confusion, knights, chatters. smoke
the city is drunk drunk, as if before the war: no one grumbled from
powerlessness, not bend, Souve and Sed - we drink Portwine and Sasha
vasilyeva we all come with cassettes.
so this audacious looks that your troops fall around. Is yours
a friend knows how to heat the heat meter and discourage two throw. Firefighters
stairs and frenzy to get to the clouds. there are those who
survive, those who surround. But it is for weaknikov.
[Nine letters out of the guoking]
Vi. Temple on the Hill
you can not remember so much, they say, and you need to live light.
the teacher of oblivion The weak poison brings me in the bubble:
he hides in a haze Rubyne, erases the path in the sand,
where we say, like Ruin with the ruin, at extinct language.
where we see, century in a row, inherries in the mountains:
the empires are torn upstairs, burn, become gray ashes,
and I distinguish five thousand two hundred reasons for your smirk.
you can not remember everything, you will die in place, try to forget more
after all, this is your home, they say, not a crypt, that's all your simple Skarb,
and you only thirty years old, and not twelve kalps
and you do not know people in the next village, where the spring beats,
but from the flesh your interlocutor in the temple from the ancient books?
no, I do not know men and women on the side of the hill.
in the temple, rusty laws will gripe only comes in darkness,
step steps, but cool touches shoulders, hair
and we laugh, as if hell did not have the opportunity
as if not changed a thousand bodies, we will not meet one hundred forty wars
i just sit and admire how your profile works
as if marble came to fill some kind of outstanding light
as if I would remember this from death that is not
"According to Hello!, told about his attitude to fashion, creativity, about the process of formation and changes in life after the birth of a child. According to the faith, the victory on our award has become a surprise for her, considering that she has absolutely no time for secular life : Five months ago, Vera became a mother and all his strength gives his son Fyodor. But, since her husband Alexander is fully involved in the education of his son, faith with ease left his favorite men together and went to one of the June days to a photo session and an interview with Hello!. "I I have not hurried anywhere, the family let me go, "she reported carelessly at the beginning of the shooting and even after a few hours did not worry at all, because he knew that at home everything was in order.
Vera Polozkova
- Faith, how important is clothes for you?
It must correspond to the situation, only and everything. Practice shows that air bears living on heels, in laying, waking up with luxurious arrows, no. And at the solemn events behind the scenes you see workaholics, tired women with a mad schedule, children, filming, endless flights. I used to, about 17 years, it seemed when I looked at the girls from the cover that the real party would happen when I was like this dress, such a laying and such earrings to the shoulders. As soon as you live up to what kind of dress and such earrings imply a working situation, become a certain uniform, you understand that the real party begins when you take it all, wash and go to relax with friends.
"You are pleased that on our award you noted in a special nominee of the Jewelry brand Pandora - Self-Made Woman?
Very nice, without intake modesty. In general, from all the people who surround me and have achieved something in creativity, there is no self-made. The creative sphere suggests that you either implement your talents or do not exist. Make you, for you, instead of you someone else can not, you can give acceleration at the beginning, but you will have to plow yourself.
- What is the most important thing in the process of this formation?
In addition to the realization of creative abilities, labor and internal discipline, awareness is infinitely important in relation to its ultimate goal, its role. Because it would be very easy if creativity was only creative. Mostly it is a battle for clean space, building boundaries, defending the right to do exactly what you want.
- The awareness of the role leaves the place of doubt?
Sure. Doubts - fuel to search for new paths. But your weaknesses and black days should stay with you - people are just waiting for you when you turn around.
- You probably did not have a goal to become so public figure?
Of course not. The scale in which it happened, exceeds even the ambition of my 16 years. If I were told that I would be approached by the subway, to me, which just writes books, and not filming the cinema, does not lead a talk show on television, I would not believe. Honestly admit, I left five years old to clarify relationships with this my new status. To the feeling that any of your word can now be drawn against you. In general, by 30 years you understand that you will always be misunderstood by someone who traveled you, you will not prove anything, and in general there are too little time, you just need to work and live. I do not heave the universe, I can not convince all fools and hanges, you need to deal with myself, in this sense the children are "centered".
Then let's talk about children. Pregnancy is the time when it seems to be prepared for the emergence of a child, but, probably, it is impossible to be ready to be ready for this coup.
I had only one bitter feeling associated with pregnancy, the feeling that a very expensive guest on the threshold, and nothing is ready: I \u200b\u200bdon't know where I will live (right up to the country and the city), nor as I will provide yourself during the relative period incapacity, and that much more substantially, there were very strange, incomprehensible relations with family. The idea that I will bring anyone no guilty little man in this tangle of old offended by a guilty little man, I was oppressed.
Vera Polozkova
- What was incomprehensible in them?
We were in a quarrel with my mother, we converged, diverged with Sasha (the husband of Faith Alexander Bantsev is a bass guitarist in a group that accompanies polished at concerts. - Ed.). It seemed to me, I can only create problems.
- So you did not plan children?
We talked about them, but in some very distant perspective. We went on a journey, where for a long time they were going and about which they said even that if we were not together, we will still go. It was a pilgrimage to Nepal and India, incredible, and from there we, in fact, came back three. Arriving and finding it, we were terribly delighted. We married we did not because of the child - the offer was made many years ago. But somehow everyone could not get together and decide, dull on tour, postponed many important decisions. I thank my son, who helped us for half a year to overcome another step of life. We got married, moved from the apartments of the parents, sorted out our own works, plans, distributed duties, earned money, committed, in general, a breakthrough. So you have time to get into the apartment in 20 minutes, when the man is going to whom you have not seen for a long time, and you really want him to understand how you are happy to him.
Alexander Bantsev and Vera Polozkov, Frame from Instagram Faith
I was constantly scared that the first three months of life with the child I will not remember, even if I have grandmothers and babysitters. That I will walk with bags under the eyes and dream only about sleeping. Fedor is now five months old, no one helps us with Sasha, the son is in breastfeeding. In addition, several important projects fell on us with her husband, but all these five months were filled with incredible discoveries. For example, that you, an old, selfish, disappointed cynic, is able to love someone, the discovery of what someone is able to rejoice. What did you think that miracles in your life have long run out, and they, it turns out, just begin. The volume of the highest delight in any comparison does not go with household problems.
- It seems you still do not believe your happiness ...
Around me there was a lot of bitterly ending pregnancies, which I was very scary not to endure a child. And I did not talk about it for quite a long time. Until the eighth of the month, I was not decided to lay out a photo: I was afraid that I would start to congratulate me, and in a month it can happen something. For a long time I could not force myself to go to the children's store, because it meant to admit: it all has a relationship to me. And when the Son was born, it was not long for him for a long time to believe.
- How did you change with the birth of a child?
Motherhood makes you in an ancient, most important, authentic process, so everything that has time for you to increase the apparent, excessive, patient, washed off a powerful wave of what is happening. You do not belong to yourself, and this is a healing moment. The main thing - with what you have to be divided, so it is mostly your egoism. The desire for domestic comfort, the satisfaction of their own small whims, neurosis, old resentment and nonsense between you is not going to the second and not even on the third plan.
- What has changed in the plan of creativity?
The level of perception has changed. The feeling of the first emotions, freshness, tenderness, is written differently, from some other center. Your child has the first spring, and you see the world a little by the world. He is in such an amazement from what is happening that you also notice the things that our adults, a short look no longer seen.
Vera Polozkova
- In general, it turns out to work, raising the child?
I was surprised how much the child's hard regime - in seven you get up, he falls at nine, and it would be nice after him - a schedule was lined up, which I never had in my life. It organizes.
- You began to write children's poems.
Yes, I am writing a children's book. Approximately half of it is ready. These are different poems, funny and sad, which I would be pleased to read in my childhood. One I even read at Hello Ceremony! "The most stylish in Russia."
- Verse is written on behalf of the child. Is this Fedor broadcast mom?
May be. In general, this very long ago wanted to do. And now, when Fedor appeared, the idea that the Son may be learn to read on my book, inspires.
Children are now developing according to other rules, other pace, in many ways ahead of parents. Are you ready for this?
I think that with certain awareness, you can not lose contact with the child. If you do not hang on it your own sins and debts, do not reproduce the mistakes of your own parents, take it entirely, then there will be no distance. He must breathe freely and at the same time feel warm and participated all the time. It is necessary to stay from the temptation somehow scary to sacrifice and make feats for children - then they pay a monstrous price for it and can never pay. I guess how it is necessary, and in my experience I know exactly how it is not necessary.
- Faith, I must say, you look happy. No postpartum depression.
And it is not. I had to really not difficult, except that in the first month - well, because you are physically still very weak, the body has experienced huge stress, is rebuilt, and so much to do so. Over the past ten years, I never sat at home. When the Son was born, the first month I did not leave him at all. And somehow I say to my husband: "I need new pants, because from the" pregnant women "I fall out, but I need to walk with my son." Sasha is responsible: "It's not a question, I will bring." I say: "No, I'll bring it myself." And here he from the stroller escorts me to a taxi and jokes that if he does not spend, then I will certainly catch the car, I will say: "Leningrad Station!" - And he will not see me anymore. And this was an amazing day. I sat in the car, for the first time I did not have anyone in my arms, you could exhale, look around. The city seemed to have changed very much for this month, I looked around - and everything I saw beautiful and new. In the store I could not remember what came. I just went and stitched on the sides of admiration, as in the museum. In general, the principal moment in the prevention of postpartum depressions is to choose the right father of the child. (Laughs.)
It does not have to be 24 hours nearby, although it would not hurt in the first months. But he should definitely say that you are beautiful and loved. He must let you go somewhere alone, understand that without the ability to block fresh air, distracting, switch you will be unhappy, it will not be useful, because you are associated hormonally. I will not open the secret if I say that before the children appear, you know little about each other, you only have to see the abyss of the tenderness that you are capable of. You have a child, you are involved in the absolute miracle, and you have so little time on each other, that when at the end of a long day you hug or just keep each other by the hand, this is incredibly much.
Text: Elena Kuznetsova