Путь Самоделкина / The Way of Samodelkin: Путь Самоделкина

Which like a sparrow flies away

art_gav 18.11.10 в 19:42

Will drag some mines unfired yet

art_gav 18.11.10 в 19:46

Rusty fetters and heavy samovar

art_gav 18.11.10 в 19:48

Bust of Nemazind and aspens rind

art_gav 18.11.10 в 19:52

Artists set: cylinder, cube and sphere

art_gav 18.11.10 в 19:54

A feather matress and a tub of pastry

semper_victoria 25.11.10 в 15:37

A thunderstorm, an earthquake and a fire

semper_victoria 25.11.10 в 15:40

Lug more, there is a place for all

semper_victoria 25.11.10 в 15:41

Throw firewood in chamber, fireman

semper_victoria 25.11.10 в 15:49

Not concentrating on the names of things

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 12:40

I step on the surface barefoot

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 12:40

I thought it happened last summer

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 12:42

Around Christmastime

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 12:49

The brooms swept garbage out of the houses

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 12:50

Felt boots lay into firewood

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 12:52

Any Missis would become Miss

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 12:54

And interjections became pronouns

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 12:54

So, it was Walpurgis Thursday

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 12:55

Or Saint-Barthélemy Saturday

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 12:56

Do not think that the light there went dim

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 12:57

That day was the first time I went to work

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 12:57

In a shop floor that was kept secret from our very selves

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 12:58

I worked on strange looking objects

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 13:00

One of them was a pivot pin made of fox fur

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 13:03

Another - a book titled "Oaths" that could not be open

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 13:05

They were delivered in boxes

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 13:05

And I didn't know

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 13:05

What will be there this time

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 13:05

An hour ago I took out a malachite model of a dump truck

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 13:06

The task was to whittle down its frontal lobe

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:07

I poor graphite into the wheel notches

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:10

My superior told me to work on the texture

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:10

Finally it turned out to be quite presentable

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:11

Have a rest until you get the figure tomorrow

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:11

I shuffled off to the smoke room to sit down and have a cigarette

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:14

To have a beer and just look out of the window

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:14

My son, dying is sometimes just as easy as living

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:15

A grannie with a scarf and holding a basket winked at me

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:19

The following morning, while looking at the faded pictures of ABBA

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:20

Above the table in the taskmaster's office

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:22

I wondered why exactly one would conceal from me

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:26

What everyone else finds out about later

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:26

I asked him quitely, not hearing my own voice:

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:27

What are we doing here? What is the purpose of all this?

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:27

Not looking at me he walked out abruptly

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:28

Just grumbled that he did not need problems

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:29

So here I am back at my workplace

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:30

Something is delivered in a box

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:30

They bind my eyes

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:34

Please mix it with dough

sssrnastroike 05.03.11 в 19:37