The fact that he expects to Murmansk City Day, we would like to tell a little bit later. However, the efforts of one of our loyal readers preliminary sketches for a new job became public and were replicated by many media outlets …
- Coffee Break
— How is it who is this?
— I, Cat Simon, the man — Murmansk.
No, wait a minute, wait a minute. Let us from the very beginning all the talk …
- "Cat semen". Bronze sculpture park for Semenov, Murmansk, 2013.
It happened a long time ago. No one in particular I do not remember exactly when — so many years have passed. I myself am a native of Murmansk, is on the east coast of the Kola Bay of the Barents Sea. By the way, the largest city in the world located in the Arctic Circle. Oh, what have we here … shine
So here! I grew up in a normal, yet the Soviet family. Mom, Dad, and Mary. Oh, and nimble for its three years Masjanja was. Sometimes, I notice, pen in hand and will spread from the next room to my feet top, top, top — "Seeeeeeeeeema!". Barely managed under the sofa, or hide behind a cabinet. I'm from it though and ran, and did not give ironed — loved the most. At night, in the legs pomurchat satisfied, and fell asleep together …
One day we all went for a visit. In Moscow. Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo mound. People, cars, people cars, cars, people — the noise around. In general, I went to Moscow for a walk. Well, yes, there met one in the yard …
- Cat who walks by himself. Rear view. (Photo: uralweb.ru)
Here he would have known where it pleasant, of course, would never carry off. And then … well, got lost on the way back.
A few weeks trying to find her, went from house to house, in a voice called. To no avail. Well, decided, come what may, home, go to Murmansk. And he went.
Six and a half years went, the two had covered thousands of miles away — came, he returned home. As all were happy. Especially Mary — already cried. Around the city on my journey told. Someone still does not believe in this, my story, but then, they are urban legends. Appear out of nowhere, overgrown with unprecedented detail and eventually take on an independent life.
- Bronze "Cat semen" in the studio the day before shipment to Murmansk.
Here and now, in the status of a good urban legend I once again travel. My way out of the studio in Yekaterinburg native Murmansk runs through Moscow. Perhaps this time I'll manage without incident. After all Masyanki have grandchildren grow up, they need to hurry up, I want them in the Day of the City of warm meeting please.
- "Cat semen". Rear view. Cast bronze, patina, a trendy angle.
Very soon, I'll sit on a bench in the park Semenov and everyone who sits down next to, talk about their adventures. Who wants to be photographed — sit down, do not hesitate to have enough room for everyone. And who before the trip or hike rubs my bundle, but behind the ear pat — that luck will be on the road, he certainly will return to his home.
Your Sema. Ivory Murmansk.