Modern artist Stas Volyazlovsky was born in Kherson, where he got married three times.
He does everything an artist is supposed to do: creates, drinks, quits drinking, experiences the torments of creativity. And, of course, unexplained stories often happen to him. We will try to explain one of them to ourselves and to the readers of BIVNEY.
It happened unexpectedly. In the fall, Stas was renovating his home. While replacing the linoleum, the cutter suddenly slipped from the artist’s hand and ricocheted into his ear. Due to the pain shock and significant blood loss, Volyazlovsky lost consciousness. In his delirium, he did not see naked women or drunken drinking buddies, but landscapes of the village Grot-Zunderg, the plains of the North Brabant province in the Netherlands, and the turquoise sky near the Belgian border. Upon waking, Stas [the only child of his parents] decided that he had six more brothers and sisters.
The delusion did not last long. After looking for relatives and finding no one in the apartment except his wife Yulia, Stas asked her to bandage his wounded ear and continued replacing the linoleum. But before his eyes, on the blood-stained floor, wonderful pictures appeared and interfered with his household improvements. Stas saw himself in the past. Here he is studying at Willem II College in Tilburg, he is good at languages – French, English, German. Here he is taking drawing lessons there. He draws, draws, but what?
The pictures are both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. To dispel the fever, definitely caused by blood loss, Stas Volyazlovsky rises from his knees and goes to the mirror. From there, a painfully familiar face of a modern artist looks at him – pale, unshaven, exhausted by renovation and the incomprehension of laymen and even “advanced” Kherson residents. But what is this?!? Through the usual features, the sad eyes of another person emerge. But that was also him.
With a trembling finger, Stas touches the mirror and pinches himself on the leg. The symptoms of “white fever” do not disappear anywhere, and even on the contrary — in the mirror Volyazlovsky sees himself drinking something green, sitting in a dark room. That other Stas is crying. Stas also saw withered sunflowers. In a desperate attempt to regain himself, Stas tried to write his name on the mirror with his finger. But the hand wrote Vincent… In horror, the modern artist let out a guttural scream and fell backward. That’s how it was.
The paramedics who arrived said that all the hallucinations were caused by blood loss from the ear.
The bleeding eventually stopped. The hallucinations too. And dreams began to come to Stas. In them, he lived sometimes in Paris, sometimes in Amsterdam, sometimes in Brussels. Not bad dreams, actually. But their regularity and obsessiveness completely exhausted him.
In this state, he came to our editorial office and told us about his life twists and turns. And then it dawned on us! Stas Volyazlovsky is the spitting image of Vincent Van Gogh. He looks like him like two drops of water – that’s one! He is a brilliant artist – that’s two! He loves women – that’s three! And he fights alcoholism – that’s four! This is an undeniable reincarnation, no matter what skeptics say.
To confirm our words, we photographed the artist and congratulated him on his happy rebirth.
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Later Stas said that after our discovery, he felt a great relief.Link
