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Nikolai Gumiljow


Forest

In that magic forest, towering trees
Unexpectedly come forward from the haze.

Out of the earth, roots spring from other roots,
Like the arms of the dwellers of burial vaults.

Under the cover of the blazing autumn leaves
Lonesome giants, trolls, and lions used to live.

Here sailors saw the tracks in golden sand
Left behind by a six-fingered human hand.

Peers of France and Arthurian valiant knights
Never set on this forbidden place their sights.

Nor the bushes ever hid a pirates' lair,
Nor a hermit ever made his lodging there…

Only once, they saw in a lurid tempest's light —
Cat-headed woman softly stepped into the night;

Doomed to wear a solid silver coronet,
She was lamenting and sobbing till the sunset.

No communion was given by a priest
When, by quiet dawn, she passed away in peace.

All this happened, all this happened in those years,
Which have passed without leaving any trace.

All this happened, all this happened in a realm,
Which would never come across your wildest dreams.

I imagined all of this by looking at
Fiery braids that always snake around your head,

Looking at your ever changing greenish eyes,
They're akin to Persian feverish turquoise.

Well, perhaps that forest is a soul of yours,
Well, perhaps that forest's always my remorse.

Or perhaps, one day when we will die,
To this forest we will travel — you and I.



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Nikolai Gumiljow

Der Wald

Als der Nebel fiel in jenem fernen Wald,
wurde finster in dem Walde, wurde kalt,
und verflochten und verkrümmt, die Aste traten
wie die menschlichen Figuren aus dem Schatten
Krumme Wurzeln ragten 'raus aus dem Grund
Wie die Hände der Bewohner einer Gruft

Und verbarg das feuerrote Laubzelt
Zwergen-, Löwen- und geheimer Riesenwelt
Und gesehen hat ein Fischer aus dem Sand
Mit sechs Fingern ragte 'raus eine Hand
Und betrat des Waldes fürchterliche Mitte
weder König noch ein edler Arthus-Ritter

Eines Abends zeigte nur im Blitzeslicht
Eine Frau ihr merkwürdiges Gesicht
Schmückte Krone aus dem edlem Silberplatin
Ihren stolzen Kopf – Kopf einer Leopardin
Stönend starb das Wesen gegen neuen Morgen
Niemand bat ihr ihre letzte Seelsorge…

Das war alles, das war alles lange her -
jene Zeit erinnert heute niemand mehr
das war Alles, das war alles in dem Land jenem Land,
das sich erträumen niemand kann

Jener Wald - war der verwirrter Seelen Ort?
Jener Wald - warn wir mal glücklich dort?
Oder gehen wir mit dir, wenn sterben beide
Unter Bäumen dieses gruseligen Waldes?

(dt. Fassung: Alice Homer)

(Russian-German translation: Alice Homer)

EXHIBITIONS

2018

Annual Exhibition AdBK Vienna / Diploma exhibition, Academy of Fine Arts Munich, Germany


2017

„LI“ Museum of Art Humboldt Castle / Academy of Fine Arts Munich, Germany
„Geld“ / „Polemik“ Class Richter vs Metzel / Vienna, Austria & Munich, Germany


2016

„Under my Thumb“ Neu West Berlin, Germany
„Andi(y)Wand“ Academy of Fine Arts, Munich, Germany
„Critical Mass“ Kunstarkaden Munich, Germany


2015

„The New Young“ Gallery Zvono Beograd, Serbia
„Little Breathing“ Academy of Fine Arts Munich, Germany
„The Butterfly in the Change of Times“ Academy of Fine Arts Munich, Germany


2013

„W.R.S.T." Atelier Oehlen Academy of Fine Arts Munich, Germany



CV

2018 Diploma / Academy of Fine Arts Munich, Germany, Prof. Markus Oehlen (painting)

Since 2017 Academy of Fine Arts Vienna, Austria, Prof. Daniel Richter (painting)

2014 / 2015 Exchange - Student at the Belgrade Academy of Fine Arts, Prof. Simonida Rajcevic (Scholarship of the State Ministry of Bavaria / Scholarship BAYHOST)

Since 2012 Academy of Fine Arts Munich, Germany, Prof. Markus Oehlen (painting)

2011/ 2012 Academy of Fine Arts Munich, Germany, Prof. Jean-Marc Bustamante (painting)