LIFE SEEMED TO BE SO SUCCESSFUL, INDEED.
native citizen of Kerch Pyotr Petrovich Kyrrejev was born on January
9th, 1952 in the family of the workers. School, sports, metallurgical
technical college, army, family... His life was typical: fairly
successful, fairly gifted, and fairly happy. And still, in contradiction
to his friends, since his early childhood Pyotr did not play with
the purchased toys - he did them manually. He showed no interest
in passive rest, he has always been inventing something. At the
age of 13 he brought outdoors a run by legs child's scooter that
20 years later was named a skateboard. At 17 he got a first higher
degree in gymnastics, and stood up for the honor of his college,
town, and the Crimea. Pyotr has got an experience in techniques.
When he was 22 he made a speedboat by that time being the fastest
at the coast; by 24 he mastered art foundry, forging, caulking
and continued to go in for sports; that time it was scuba diving.
lie was a Komsomol organizer of the plant's workshop, then Party
organizer and several times he was elected as a member of town
my early childhood his hands fascinated me. Their movements have always
been precise, swift, with no fuss. In a word, no matter whatever he
touched everything turned to be perfect and working.Those who knew Pyotr
that time were attracted by his inner beauty and power; people liked
and like him now.
YEARS AGO Pyotr HAD TWO WAYS TO CHOOSE: to become a helpless invalid
or to die quickly.
chose the third way - he started to live hastily.At the age of 30 when
Pyotr was raising a 6-year son and 2-month daughter, when everything
seemed to be so successful, when he dreamt of his future and future
of his children, doctors diagnosed: "Myopathy Sharko-Mary",
for average people meaning the sheer atrophy of muscles. This disease
is so rear and insufficiently explored that our contemporary physicians
did not have a chance to study how to treat it. Mr. Onassis - a famous
Greek multimillionaire - suffered from the same ailment, and was ready
to give all money he had to the luminaries of medicine for cure, but
they were not able even to ease his sufferings. When 30 Pyotr understood
that he was doomed and that by 35 he would not be able to walk and by
40 - to lift a cup of tea to drink. He had only two ways to choose,
indeed. No one but people who once got into the same trouble (that we
usually call "doom") could understand how he found the third
HE HAD TO STUDY TO LIVE ALL OVER AGAIN.
disease is always a bad trouble. An incurable disease is a cruel and
unfair trouble. Pyotr makes no complaints against his fate; he is hurry
to live and fights for each day he lives.Working at the plant as an
adjuster, he addressed to professors and academicians to get their
medical advice and treatment. Starting from April he used to put on
his waterproof suit and aqualungs, and dive. He tried not to miss a
single day of hunting, invented and made universal devices to work
at home, while he never believed his disease would reach his hands,
which were considered to be "golden". At that period of his
life he did not fall to thinking about painting.
HIS FIRST STROKE WITH A BRUSH Pyotr HAS DONE BY HIS ALREADY POWERLESS
Any sick-man even if he is at his deathbed hopes for some miracle.
Pyotr hoped for an off chance. He could accept his legs to be motionless,
being so naive to think that his fate will not be so cruel to bereave
him of his hands. Soon the hardest moment of his life has come: his
hands became too weak to hold anything; he could not feel fingers any
more. And that time he took a pen; he began to make some sketches of
the landscape he liked. Later he began to try to paint in oils.Pyotr
is painting sea, nature - surroundings that we stopped to mention in
our every day life. His life perception has become sharper and more
sensitive, while fate was unfair to him. The Pyotr's ability to wonder
at the most usual things and phenomena has been growing from year to
year.This ability is one of the majoring feelings that could be sensed
when watching at his works. The Pyotr's inner power and beauty astonishing
me since childhood became very apparent at the beginning of his development
as an artist. He never consulted with professional artists; he wanted
to reach everything without anybody's assistance. He painted everything
he wanted and added his special perception. It took him several months
to catch "air", "wind", and "smell of the sea".
His only teacher Pyotr considered to be Aivazovskiy, whose works he
studied within many months.
November 4th, 1999 the opening of the first exhibition of the artist
Pyotr Kyrrejev took place in the Kerch Art Gallery. It was dedicated
to the centenary anniversary of the "Kerch Metallurgical Plant"
named after Voikov. Pyotr dedicated it to the plant not because of the
fact that his parents and he worked at the plant, but for the reason
that 10 years ago when Pyotr became an invalid of the 1st group having
no right to work, Ms chief managers took a decision: "Pyotr will
work until he himself decide to leave". His co-workers equipped
his office with furniture and telephone. People at the plant not just
respected him - they loved him. Even when he was not able to move his
chief picked upjob. This lasted for 4 years.
Soon there came a time of struggle for each working place, the chiefs
of the workshop tried to have the young people work, and even at that
time his co-workers decided that Pyotr had to work. And this was not
about salary. His friends knew that up to his last day Pyotr had to
be among people. And up till now the plant does not leave Pyotr alone
with his trouble.The first
exhibition helped Pyotr to overcome his timidity of the amateur artist
and to make up his mind to show the pictures in public.Till recently
his pictures were shown only to close relatives and friends. The exhibition
got social response. People come to see the exhibition for several times,
they bring their friends, children. Coming across the Pyotr's fate and
his works, people stop, turn back to look at their lives and try to
make some corrections while they just met an example of courage.The
beauty, given to people by the artist Pyotr Kyrrejev does not give them
the right to call him an invalid and to pity. He expects and finds understanding
die last thing ...
you can see some of the pictures of Pyotr Kyrrejev.
Watching them, try to imagine that practically motionless hands painted
them. The Pyotr's works are very clear, each centimeter at the canvas
is written accurately and scrupulously. Each centimeter at his canvas
is lifelike. Though each movement makes his fingers, hands and whole
body vibrate. In order to make an accurate line or even a spot, he has
to hold his breath for a moment.Try to imagine how these incredible
efforts from dab to dab are giving birth to what you can see now. Try
to imagine and understand how a man must love life to create the beauty
reproduced from the memory of the artist.
How long will he be able to paint? Pyotr does not know that. But, no
doubt, he will not give up until he is ALIVE!!!