Artist Sasha Putrya paintings. Little star

Sasha (Alexandra Evgenievna) Putrya, a talented girl artist from Poltava, was born on December 2, 1977. She began drawing very early - at the age of three she was already good at holding a pencil and brush in her hands. The entire apartment, bathroom, kitchen, closet doors were painted to the height that her hand could reach. With huge “living” eyes, the puppy Bimochka, the fishing cat, the dog Nika and many funny chickens, kittens, and puppies looked from the walls. Princes, kings, knights, valiant and just, filled her albums. “When I grow up big,” she said, “I will become an artist and will draw from morning to evening. Even at night". And at the age of five, Sashenka suddenly fell ill. A terrible, serious illness took all my strength. But the courageous girl did not give up. Day after day she continued to draw, without ceasing to create her masterpieces, only now they were different compositions... For her short life Sasha did as much as not every adult artist could do. Her " creative heritage"includes 2279 works - 46 albums with drawings, cartoons and poems, embossing, embroidery, plasticine crafts, Stuffed Toys, products made from beads and multi-colored pebbles, paintings burned into wood and even technical drawings, which, in her opinion, should have helped people reach the Moon and make asphalt roads without cracks. She painted a small icon for the restored Pushkarevskaya Church Mother of God. From 1989 to 2005, 112 of them took place personal exhibitions in 10 countries. In Austria, a postal envelope and a stamp were issued with Sasha’s drawing, a series of her drawings were published, the proceeds from the sale of which were transferred to the purchase of disposable syringes for patients in the USSR. Five films were made about Sasha documentaries, a documentary story was published. On the wall of the kindergarten where she was raised, there is a Memorial plaque, a museum dedicated to her memory has been created. Children's room opened in Poltava art Gallery her name. Here, under the auspices of the Foundation for the Protection and Support of Talented Children, competitions are held children's drawing; Since 2005, these competitions have become international.
Sasha Putrya died on January 24, 1989 from leukemia. Everyone loved her - and kindergarten, both at school and in the hospital. They loved him for his kindness, sociability, and cheerful, cheerful character. My last picture, “Self-Portrait,” Sashenka painted on January 22, two days before her death. The guys from the neighboring wards surrounded the bedside table where she was working and vying with each other to order drawings for themselves. “I’ll draw, I’ll draw! I’ll draw for everyone!” - the little artist smiled happily at them. She was eleven years old.

December 2 Poltava artist Sasha Putra would have turned 37. “When I grow up,” she said, “I will certainly become an artist and will draw from morning to evening. Even at night". Sasha began drawing at the age of three and in her short life managed to create more than two thousand works - more than many adult artists. But the point, of course, is not the quantity: Sasha’s drawings, naive and wise, were a reflection of her pure soul.

Sasha Putrya. Photo: Commons.wikimedia.org

Father's daughter

Sasha Putrya was born in 1977 in Poltava. Her father Evgeniy Vasilievich was an artist, mother Victoria Leonidovna- teacher at music school. Sashenka did not go to kindergarten: her father, who worked at home, was glad that his daughter also liked brushes and paints.

One of her first works was a portrait Alexandra Pushkina in the guise of a Cricket - having heard that the poet was called that at the Lyceum, Sasha laughed and in fifteen minutes sketched a surprisingly accurate drawing. "I was shocked. Such a resemblance! They won’t teach this in any institute,” her dad Evgeniy Putrya later said. One day, a father tried to suggest that his daughter study at art school, but heard a categorical refusal - the little artist did not need any lessons.

Father and daughter each spent hours drawing at their desks. Usually Sasha created while listening to music, and when she needed help, she would quietly put a note on the table: “Dad, come!” Sasha literally lived by creativity and often fell asleep, all smeared with paints and felt-tip pens. All the walls in the apartment were painted to the height she could reach with her hand. The girl made wonderful cards, embroidered, wrote poetry, sewed soft toys, burned wood, and even came up with technical devices thanks to which, in her opinion, people could fly to the moon.

Sirius. Sasha Putrya. 11 years. Frame youtube.com

Sasha did not copy anyone, she drew only from memory, she made portraits of her mother’s students, acquaintances and relatives. The heroes of her drawings often became animals, which Sasha loved to dress up in unprecedented clothes and give human qualities, give them names. At school she was the teachers' favorite, she read a lot - Mark Twain, Dumas, Hugo, Pushkin, Gogol. “Every evening, after the program “Time,” I went to bed with my mother and read until there were “moths” in my eyes,” recalled Sasha’s father.

Trouble has come

Sasha was five years old when she was diagnosed with leukemia. She suddenly fell ill, and for a long time doctors could not find out the cause of the excruciating pain and fever. I had to leave school, Sasha spent long weeks in hospitals, but even there she did not stop drawing. The girl’s parents could find out about her condition without words - if Sasha draws a lot, it means she’s a little better today. Despite serious illness, Sasha never allowed herself to be capricious and complain. She was loved for her kindness and bright character - wherever she appeared, laughter and fun reigned.

After the news of her illness, Sasha was given another six years of life, and each year was especially noted in her work. Sasha was interested in astrology, believed in other worlds, asked her parents about space and distant stars - she later reinterpreted all this in her drawings.

Sasha loved rare walks with her father, and one day they stopped near the ruins of the Pushkarevskaya Church. Sasha was inspired by the idea of ​​restoring the church and persuaded her father to send a letter to the USSR Cultural Foundation. The request reached the leadership, and money for the revival of the church was allocated from the budget, and Sasha herself painted a small icon of the Mother of God for the church.

In 1986, Sasha Putrya watched the film “Disco Dancer” for the first time and became seriously interested in the culture of India - she portrayed Indira Gandhi, boys and girls in traditional dress, themselves in the image of an adult Indian woman.

The Virgin Mary. Sasha Putrya. 10 years. Photo: Commons.wikimedia.org

Became her idol actor Mithun Chakroborty, whose portrait she wore on her chest, near her heart. “We cherished her love and quietly rejoiced at her happiness. So they buried her with a portrait of Mithun,” recalled Sasha’s father. Much later, having met with the Indian Ambassador to Ukraine, Evgeniy Vasilyevich learned that in Hindi the word “Putri” means “daughter”.

On January 22, while in the hospital, Sasha asked her father to put his hand on a white sheet, first he traced it, and then his little hand. The artist painted the star Sirius on top - this was her last work. Sasha Putrya died on January 24, 1989, having said goodbye to her father: “Dad, forgive me... For everything...”.

After her death, Sasha’s drawings were seen by the whole world. From 1989 to 2005, 112 of her personal exhibitions were held in ten countries, and five documentaries were made about her. In Poltava there is a Children's Art Gallery named after Sasha Putri, where international competitions children's drawing.

Artist
Awarded the gold medal of Christ the Savior “For a life worthy of man” (1998, posthumously)
Awarded the Order of St. Nicholas the Pleasant “For increasing goodness on earth” (2000, posthumously)
Awarded the national prize of the All-India Children's Association "Nehru Bal Samiti" - "Kalasari Award" (2001, posthumously)

“The dizziness of this amazingly talented girl’s talent is incommensurable with sad fact her death,” from the book of reviews of visitors to exhibitions of Sasha Putri’s works.

Her father Evgeniy Vasilyevich Putrya was an artist, and her mother Victoria Leonidovna was a professional conductor-choirmaster who taught at a music school. Sasha developed amazingly quickly, surprising both her parents and their artist friends. From the age of three she could hold a pencil and brush well in her hands. She painted without ceasing, often falling asleep, all stained with paints. “When I grow up,” she said, “I will certainly become an artist and will draw from morning to evening. Even at night".

Evgeniy Vasilyevich, in order not to send his daughter to kindergarten, took work home. From a small bedroom of a two-room apartment, he made an art studio in which he placed two tables - for himself and his daughter. In it, father and daughter each created at their own table, never looking over each other's shoulders. On those occasions when Sasha wanted to show her father finished work or she needed help, she quietly put a note on his table: “Dad, come!”

Dad and mom in the form of hamsters.

“I see what needs to be done, but I can’t do it,” my daughter sometimes told Evgeny Vasilyevich. He helped, advising how to complete the painting. “No, that’s not it,” Sasha usually answered. And after a while I found a solution myself. “I was literally stunned by one of Sashenka’s very first works, which, unfortunately, has not survived,” recalled Evgeniy Vasilyevich. - Once we read the memoirs of Pushkin’s friends from the lyceum and learned that they called him Cricket among themselves. This made Sasha laugh, and within fifteen minutes she drew the poet in the guise of a cricket. I was shocked. Such a resemblance! No institute will teach you this.”

Egeniy Putrya also said: “Usually in the morning, after breakfast, Sashenka would come up and say: “I want to draw. Please give me the paper." She sat down at her separate table and became quiet, sometimes humming some melody under her breath. And after a while you look - he gets up, comes up to the side, hugs him and quietly says: “Are you very busy? Please see what I got?” And it was always a surprise. It is clear that there were works that were more successful and not entirely successful, she saw this herself and suffered if she could not achieve the one perfection known to her. Sasha did not use an eraser for a long time, but when she got used to it, her drawings became more accurate and proportionally correct. How did it happen? He draws and draws, then he makes a mistake somewhere and, crying, starts all over again, this happened three or four times. We have up to five hundred of her unfinished drawings: sometimes only eyes, sometimes a face, sometimes half a figure...”

Sad horse.

Dad made an attempt to teach his daughter according to the academic program; he wanted Sasha to start drawing sketches and still lifes, but he encountered a delicate but firm rebuff. As an artist, Sasha developed independently, guided by her own desires and imagination of an inner, multifaceted and unique world.

Good Snake Queen.

Evgeniy Putrya talked about his daughter’s childhood: “At school, Sashenka studied easily and naturally, and immediately became the favorite of the class and teachers. When they praised her (“you’re our professor”), she modestly walked away, and at home she told us how uncomfortable it was for her. At the end of first grade, she was awarded a Certificate of Merit. Then the illness began to worsen, and she was forced to leave school. I studied at home or went with my mother to the teacher. School program she wasn't happy with it. I started my own library, which consisted of about a thousand books, and reread them all. Among her favorite authors are Cooper, Mine Reed, Stevenson, Mark Twain, Dumas, Hugo, Pushkin, Gogol... every evening, after the “Time” program, I went to bed with my mother and read until there were “moths” in my eyes. It was easy and pleasant to communicate with her. In her entire short life, she never offended anyone. She was kind to everyone. We still feel her childhood hugs, the pleasant touch of warm cheeks, her tired body on her shoulder... Sashenka loved to draw while listening to music. Her music library contains about a hundred records: recordings of children's fairy tales, musicals, dramatizations, and songs. She knew almost everything by heart. I especially loved “The Blue Puppy”, “Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves”, “The Adventures of Pinocchio”, “The Adventures of Baron Munchausen”, “The Prince and the Pauper”, “The Three Musketeers”, “Hottabych”, “The Town Musicians of Bremen”, “The Adventures of Captain Vrungel."

Denis Davydov - hussar.

She often drew her favorites - chickens, kittens and puppies. The drawings “Puppy Bimochka”, “Fisher Cat”, “Dog Nika and Kitten Tishka in his castle”, “Feast of Animals” became a reverent revelation of pure childish trust and tenderness.

Beam with rattle.

Artist cat.

“If people have holidays, then animals should have them too!” – Sasha thought. Valiant and just princes, kings and knights filled her albums.

Little Bonaparte.

Sasha imagined herself in this company as a beautiful and kind princess. “I’m still little, then it was a starry and dark night without a moon, and that’s why I have such big eyes,” said Sashenka. In her huge, icon-like eyes, the audience caught deep compassion and sadness.

Indian.

Two of her personal exhibitions took place one after another. Unexpectedly for everyone, Indian themes appeared in her drawings.

Portrait of Indira Gandhi.

Sasha painted dozens of portraits of Mithun Chakroborty - an actor from the Indian film “Disco Dancer”, Indira Gandhi, Indian boys and girls in love, a self-portrait in the form of a six-armed goddess. Evgeniy Putrya said that Sasha loved to repeat: “Well, where did my four hands go?”

Indian youth with a jug.

At first my parents didn’t give special significance daughter’s passion for India, although they supported him. Together with her older sister and friends, they kept her company on hikes Indian films.

Indian film actor Mithun Chakraborty.

The father recalled: “A brilliant, charming young man - Mithun Chakraborty - Sasha’s last and strongest love. She wore his portrait, framed, on her chest, near her heart... We cherished her love and quietly rejoiced at her happiness. So they buried her with a portrait of Mithun. In 1986, Sashenka watched the Indian film “Disco Dancer”. The picture made such a strong impression that his entire subsequent life was marked by interest in India, its culture, in particular its artists. She didn’t miss a single Indian film that was shown on the city’s screens, and she watched some of the ones she especially liked several times. Naturally, the theme of her drawings also changed - portraits of Indian cinema actors, dancers, princes, the god Shiva, etc. appeared. We didn’t attach any importance to such a change; if you like it, let him draw. But once Sasha said:

Mom, do you remember we had an elephant? So big!

Elephant? We have? No, daughter, I don’t remember.

Well, of course, mommy! Was! I remember well: I was still sitting on his back, in such a beautiful basket. Well, remember!

No, daughter, it wasn’t like that. You probably saw this in the movies.

Not in the movies! I remember well! I was little then. And the elephant is big, real, alive, and I was even a little scared that I was sitting so high. I remember!

We knew for sure that Sashenka had not seen a living elephant: there was no elephant in the zoo where we went. Then what is it? Soul memory? In this case, the theme of India in her drawings is not accidental. But what do we know about the secret of our birth and death, about the subconscious?”

Sasha with dad.

Suddenly, a serious illness burst into Sasha’s happily calm, measured life. “It took a long time for Sashuna to be diagnosed,” recalled Evgeniy Vasilievich. “She used to complain of weakness: either her arm would hurt, or she couldn’t stand on her legs. But after my daughter had a fever and screamed in pain in the hospital for four days, and the doctors did not know what to do with her, I wrote a letter in despair to the USSR Ministry of Health. Literally a day later, professor-hematologist Svetlana Kireeva flew to Poltava. And she gave us a verdict: “The girl will live for a month or two. She has leukemia and her blood is 92 percent white.” On the recommendation of the professor, we urgently went to Kyiv for treatment. After a two-month course of intensive therapy, Sashuna had to learn to walk again - she was so weak. And before sending her home, I put her in a baby carriage and took her to the Kiev Pechersk Lavra. We crossed ourselves before the relics of each saint, asking them for healing. Perhaps somewhere in heaven our prayers were heard, and our daughter was granted six more years of life. According to experts, it is almost impossible to live this long with leukemia.” At that time, Sasha was only five years old.

Leukemia was inexorably advancing, gradually taking away the girl’s strength. Evgeniy Putrya said: “Doctors recommended that she avoid bright sun, so we walked with her early in the morning or in the evening, when the heat subsided, or when it was cloudy outside. On such days, they got on a bicycle and traveled around the outskirts of the city, through parks or to museums. Most of all she liked the Poltava Local History Museum. Although I’ve been here more than once, I always went there as if it were a holiday. She liked small animals - hamsters and weasels. She only regretted that they were not alive and kept asking:

Did they die themselves or were they killed?

By ourselves, by ourselves, from old age.

How about old age? Are they so tiny?

And they don't grow anymore.

Then what kind of children were they?

And here they are,” he showed her half his little finger.

Oh, little ones! Oh, my good ones!

She treated everything small and living with a kind of tenderness that was not at all childish, rather maternal, as if she felt its insecurity. At home, at her request, we got a dog, then took a kitten for company. The neighbors, knowing her love for animals, gave her an aquarium with fish. We bought newts and turtles there, and Sasha could spend hours looking at the underwater kingdom. Then, one autumn, a barely alive albino parrot came to our balcony and, naturally, stayed with us... At the age of six, Sashenka “fell in love” with her cousin Vitya Brazhansky, a fair-haired, blue-eyed boy. Since then, a whole series of "Vitenek" has appeared: either he is a hussar, or he is a groom, or he and Sasha are having a wedding... Soon, after the film about the three musketeers, D'Artagnan - Mikhail Boyarsky - became her favorite. And again - a whole series of drawings with a dear artist. She even wrote him a letter, but for some reason she never sent it.”

The whole family, united by a common misfortune, courageously protected every breath of the child. Sasha didn't give up. Her consciousness as an artist went beyond the boundaries of earthly existence. Drawings appeared that depicted God, galaxies, planets and constellations, aliens and UFOs. Evgeniy Putrya said: “She was interested in horoscopes, astrology and was especially interested in reports about UFOs. She firmly believed that these were our ancestors arriving, and the day would come when she would meet them.”

Night eye.

In her drawings, Sasha fought for her right to life. Evgeny Putrya said: “Sasha started drawing at the age of three. Her hands and face were always smeared with felt-tip pens or watercolors. Our entire apartment, bathroom, kitchen, toilet, closet doors are painted to the height she could reach with her hand. She generously gave her drawings to friends and relatives - on holidays and birthdays she congratulated her with cards that she drew herself, and she also wrote texts, often in poetry. Drawing was so natural for Sasha - like sleep, like food, it often replaced her friends and children's games, especially when the illness worsened. She fell ill suddenly, unexpectedly, the doctors could not make a diagnosis for a long time, and when they did... it was like a bolt from the blue - leukemia. Sashenka was five years old then. And the fact that she lived six more is a miracle. And at the heart of this miracle is an incredible, fantastic desire to draw. She could sit with markers and paints for eight to ten hours a day. When her health deteriorated and my mother went to the hospital with her, I would come and ask:

How is Sasha? Drawing?

Yes. Look how much I managed!

This meant that my health was improving. And if the wife silently threw up her hands, the condition was disappointing. Everyone at the hospital knew and loved Sashenka: from the nanny to the head doctor. They loved her for the patience with which she endured painful procedures, for her kindness, for her cheerful, cheerful disposition. In the ward where she lay, children always gathered; laughter and fun could be heard. The doctors, thanks to them, did not prohibit such communication, and the hospital was not something scary for the girl, although, naturally, she did not feel much joy. Getting here again. But most of all she loved the house, although she complained: “Oh, this fourth floor!.. Who invented it?” Sitting with us on the balcony on warm autumn evenings, she reverently gazed at the glowing sunset clouds, which gradually merged with the dark sky, and the sparkles of stars flashed overhead, and the sky blossomed with the silvery flickering of constellations and galaxies... We talked with her about planets, about “flying saucers”, about God, about people...”

Sasha Putrya fought for life for six years. Every time she went to the hospital, the girl took books and everything she needed for drawing with her. But each time it became more and more difficult to get out. Shortly before her death, Sasha asked: “If I have an exacerbation again, there is no need to treat me. Just don’t be offended or cry - I’m already tired. I know that death is not scary...”

Parents did their best to support their daughter’s interest in the world around her. In between procedures, my father put Sasha on a bicycle, and they rode furtively to one corner of historical Poltava, then to another. Later, after seeing positive results such walks, doctors “legalized” them. One day, when they stopped near the ruins of the Pushkarevskaya Church, Sasha suggested to her dad: “Let's save her.” “But what can we do, daughter?” - Father sighed. “And you write to the main boss himself and ask him to help us.” Evgeny Vasilyevich did just that. I drew with a felt-tip pen what was left of the church, wrote down what was needed for restoration, and sent a letter to the USSR Cultural Foundation. As expected, the letter was forwarded to Kyiv, and from there they announced that money for the revival of the church would be allocated from the budget. So the current church was revived thanks to Alexandra. And Sasha was posthumously awarded the gold medal of Christ the Savior “For a life worthy of a person.”

Later, after the death of his daughter, Evgeniy Putrya said: “When our artists were working on a new exhibition at the Museum of the History of the Battle of Poltava, the series “Youth of Peter” was shown on television. In the halls of the museum, the exhibits suddenly began to be perceived as living witnesses. With some trepidation we now examined Peter’s old camisoles, and everyone put their palms on the cast iron casting of the Tsar’s palm print. And Sasha and I tried it on. I still remember her spread pink fingers lying on her black paws... I remembered this now when I watched her latest composition “Sirius”. At the same time, she painted several portraits of Peter the Great, and next to her, herself, his bride. This is how she usually showed her love...”

Alexandra Putrya passed away on January 24, 1989. She was buried in the sari in which she met her last, 1989, New Year, with a small portrait of Mithun Chakraborty wrapped in cellophane - her lifetime talisman. On the eve of her departure, Sasha asked her dad to put his hand on the white sheet, then circle it. Then she put her hand on top and circled it. The drawing was found completed after Sasha left. Near the big Moon on the right there is a star - this is Sirius, to which Sashenka wanted to fly.

Last composition. "Sirius".

Evgeniy Putrya said: “When she left, many of those who, having looked at her drawings and compositions, asked the same question: “Which artist did she like best?” Who was she trying to imitate? We somehow didn’t notice her imitating anyone. We should not forget that she is still a child, and the ways of expressing her feelings towards the world around her did not yet require imitation. And among the many books on fine arts who were in our home library, she most often chose “Durer’s Drawings”, “Durer and His Age”. These books are very richly illustrated, and she looked at them for a long time, resting after drawing. She liked Hans Holbein, but she was especially struck by Albrecht Altdorfer! She looked at his “battle of Alexander the Great with Darius” with a magnifying glass in her hands, captivated by the unusual sky and epic clouds above the crowds of horsemen. And yet Durer was her favorite artist. What she saw in him remained her secret. She liked the works of Vasnetsov, Bilibin, Narbut. I loved looking at the book of bookplates. And, of course, I often looked through my library, children’s books, many and tastefully illustrated.

Sashenka didn’t like to draw. I drew everything from my head, from memory. If he likes someone he sees on the street or in a movie, he’ll sit down and draw it. She has collected a whole series of portraits of her “mother’s students” (her wife teaches at a music school). She also painted relatives, dressing them in fabulous clothes, ennobling and rejuvenating them. I drew my favorite little animals: mice, dogs, cats, and also fish and birds, decorating them with wonderful ornaments, inventing unprecedented clothes so that they, the little animals, fish and birds, would be pleased.

Sashenka made several tiny books (4 by 2.5 centimeters in format), in which she “settled” dozens of unusual bugs that carry unusual names: Tsymzibutsya, Korobulka, Funya, Kovbasyuk...

She also made two books of poetry, artistically designing them with drawings and ornaments according to all the rules of the publishing house: Sasha Putrya. Poems. Publishing house – “Dom dear”. Chief Editor- “Funtik.” Main artist- “Little accountant.” The poet is “Poop in the Cannon” (a nickname given to her as a joke by her sister when Sasha’s hair fell out from taking medication and new fluff began to grow; Sasha clearly liked the nickname). And the dedication: “In memory and laughter to dear sister Lerochka and her friends and roommates from Sasha.” These poems are funny, just like Sasha herself:

My dear Lera! –
Find me a millionaire
But if he was young,
And, like dad, with a beard.
So that he has a yacht,
And there’s a mine in the villa,
Where is my bearded husband?
Digging for gold with a shovel.
And tell me that I
I'll grow up, loving him,
And we'll get married in the spring,
Only you be friends with me!

There are dozens of poems left, written on pieces of paper, they are scattered in notebooks, among books and toys. Sasha read them to her friends and laughed merrily with them, adding more and more details...

On January 22, while already in the hospital, she painted her last work - “Self-Portrait”. Children from her and neighboring wards surrounded the bedside table behind which she was drawing and vying with each other to order pictures. Sashenka smiled happily and said: “I’ll draw, I’ll draw!” I’ll draw for everyone!”

And on the night of January 24, she left. Her last words were: “Dad?.. Forgive me... For everything...”

Sashenka lived for 11 years, 1 month and 21 days.

Hallowed be your name, daughter!”

The last self-portrait.

The real recognition of Sasha's talent came after her death. On the day of the funeral, the walls of the room in which stood a small coffin, upholstered in blue cloth (another in funeral home it wasn’t), the relatives hung it with Sasha’s drawings. For many it was a discovery, a shock. Almost immediately after the funeral, the parents were offered to open Sasha’s personal exhibition at the Poltava Art Museum. Articles about her appeared in local and national newspapers and magazines. Soon, thanks to Vitaly Kotsyuk, a member of the editorial board of the magazine "Ukraine", Sasha Putri's works were exhibited in State Museum literature of the Ukrainian SSR.

David Guramishvili.

“I have repeatedly had to observe the reaction of visitors to exhibitions,” said Evgeniy Vasilyevich. - In 1993, we were invited to participate in the exhibition “Young Geniuses of Russia” in Donetsk. The participants' works were placed in eight rooms, and we were given the ninth, at the very end. Visitors ran through all eight halls, and the last one was jam-packed. Because in the children's works presented there was a sense of coaching, adjustment to standards. And Sasha was free from all this.”

Constellation Aquarius.

After some time, Sasha’s work went to Novosibirsk. The exhibition organizers decided to combine her paintings and those of Nadya Rusheva. The father noted with pleasure that his daughter’s works were in no way inferior to Nadya’s works. But if you need to be prepared to perceive Rusheva’s work, then the work of Sasha Putri is understandable to everyone, even the smallest.

Alpha dog.

Sasha Putrya left behind 2280 drawings and compositions. In addition, she made many portraits and cartoons in notebooks, book graphics, Greeting Cards, architectural, animalistic works. He wrote beautiful poems for some of them. Sasha left behind a lot of embossings, wood-burned paintings, and plasticine works. She even made technical drawings, which, according to her plan, were supposed to help adults... reach the Moon and make asphalt roads without cracks.

The Virgin Mary.

In 1994, director Nelya Danilenko shot the “Documentary film “Sasha”.

In 2004, the documentary film “Sasha Putrya” was shot by director N. Burnos.

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We will tell you about the talented girl artist Sasha Putrya - she lived only 11 years on Earth, but left a huge creative legacy, more than two thousand drawings and compositions. In Russia, her name became known only recently. It attracted Special attention after a story about her at the International Conference “Children of the New Consciousness”, which was held in International Center Roerichs in 2006. At the conference they talked about new children who today delight and amaze us with their early spiritual and creative maturity, and remembered those whose young lives failed to save due to a variety of circumstances. The story about the life of Sasha Putrya shocked the participants and guests of the conference.

We want her work to reach many people, so we remember her and publish some, very few, of her works. The only thing the authors of this story knew about Sasha’s life was that she was from Poltava, and in order to learn more about her phenomenon and collect material for the current conference, we went to her homeland. Sashenka’s parents greeted us cordially and readily entrusted their memories and testimonies about earthly and above-ground labors to their daughter - everything that they themselves owned, that they studied, kept, and realized. They allowed us to photograph all the materials, drawings, notes, diaries, took us to the Sasha Putrya Museum in the kindergarten where she was raised, to the children's gallery named after her, and showed us the places where they walked. And they told, they told, they told... Evgeniy Vasilyevich, the girl’s father, explained that he could not talk about everything with others, as he could with us, because people were not ready to listen about the unusual.

“Do you remember, dad, how we lay on the grass and looked at the sky?” And she began to tell how white and white the clouds were then, and how blue and blue the sky was, high and high, and small golden snakes swarming in it; she supposedly asked if I could see them, and I answered that I could see them, and she asked what it was, but I didn’t even know. But now she knows that these are “little creatures”! I asked to explain in more detail, and heard an amazing theory, clearly her own: all living things, they say, consist of these “live creatures” - insects, microbes, all animals, fish, all trees and herbs, in a word, everything... everything, everything in the whole world. These “little creatures” are everywhere and control everything, and when something or someone dies, they leave it and fly freely, and that’s when we see them. They can connect, and then lightning occurs, and when they combine into a huge, enormous ball, they get the sun! These “little guys” are very smart and know something we don’t know. And the halos of the saints are also them, the “little ones.”

Star girl Sasha Putrya (1977-1989), was born at a time when the Earth was not yet ready to accept the child of Light into the tender embrace of an affectionate mother, but showed only the tight grip of a stern stepmother. But there must be first...

She was born into an intelligent family, her father is an artist, her mother is a musician. Growing up on fertile creative soil, the girl developed amazingly quickly, surprising both her parents and her artist friends. From the age of three, she was already good at holding a pencil and a brush in her hands and drew incessantly, often falling asleep, all stained with paints. “When I grow up,” she said even then, “I will certainly become an artist and will draw from morning to evening. Even at night".

“Once I asked: “Daughter, why are you drawing on the bottom of the chair? Are you out of paper?”

“Oh, how did you see!.. You know, I have to run to another room for the paper, but I don’t have time!”

From the small bedroom of a two-room apartment, my father made an art workshop in which he placed two tables - for himself and for Sashenka. Father and daughter each created at their own table, never looking over each other's shoulders. In those cases when Sasha wanted to show her father the finished work or she needed help, she quietly put a note on his table: “Dad, come!” Convinced that his daughter was a diamond that needed cutting, her father attempted to teach her an academic program: sketches, still lifes, technique etc. - and encountered a delicate but firm rebuff. I didn’t do any more similar tests. “Don’t interfere, don’t harm,” was the wise argument the child gave. As an artist, Sasha developed independently, guided by her own desires and imagination of an inner, multifaceted and unique world.

“Dad, have you ever had to draw when you don’t feel like it?

Wow! How many more! And what?

Why did you draw?

Because it is necessary. Deadlines and all that... What's the matter?

Wait, wait, so you forced yourself?

It turns out he forced me.

Did it work out well?

It depends. What are you getting at anyway?

But when I don’t feel like it, I don’t draw...”

She outlines her favorites, as if caressing them with a brush: funny chickens, kittens, puppies. Beautiful creations, born magical imagination Sasha, the artist, remained a reverent revelation of pure childish trust and tenderness for “our little brothers.” Harmony of relations between people and nature is Sasha’s commandment. “Puppy Bimochka”, “Fisher Cat”, “Dog Nika and kitten Tishka in his castle”, “Animal Festival”. If people have holidays, then animals should have them too! - Sasha thought. Princes, kings, knights, valiant and just, fill her albums, and in this community she, Sasha, is a princess with a crown, beautiful and kind. In the image of the sleeping princess, Sashenka’s features are easily discernible. “I was still little, then I was a star and dark night without the moon, and that’s why I have such big eyes,” said Sashenka. But it is not difficult for us to perceive in these huge, icon-like eyes, deep compassion and sadness for our Earth.

“In Kharkov, when my wife and I were still students and lived in an apartment, our first child was born in 1963, a boy, we named him Yurochka. And a month later he died. Every year we go there from Poltava, take care of the grave, and commemorate it. Sashenka often asked about him, and we lovingly, remembering, described him, a dark, strong little man, calm and smiling. “Are there any photographs of him?” “No, daughter.”

In 1983, for his twentieth birthday, which we gathered to celebrate in the family circle, Sashenka, shyly, brought and showed us his portrait, drawn with colored felt-tip pens: a child with large blue tear-stained eyes, and the inscription: “Yurochka, my dead brother.” . We hugged her touchingly: “Thank you... Thank you, daughter... But why is he crying, little one?”

“So he’s in a foreign city. He's all alone there. He misses us...”

Suddenly, a serious illness burst into a happily calm, measured life. Leukemia was inexorably advancing, gradually taking away the girl’s strength. But Sasha doesn't give up. Only now her consciousness has gone beyond the boundaries of earthly existence. God, galaxies, planets and constellations, aliens, UFOs - this is where the disturbed soul reached out for salvation. These are the compositions of another Sasha, the one who, day after day, wins the right to life. The whole family, united by a common misfortune, courageously guarded every breath of the child.

Rumors are spreading about unusual drawings, and soon two of her personal exhibitions took place one after another - the first and last during her lifetime. Unexpectedly for everyone, India appeared in her drawings. Dozens of portraits of the actor from the Indian film “Disco Dancer”, the handsome Mithun Chakroborty, the dancing God Shiva, Indira Gandhi, Indian boys and girls in love. Indian film star Rekha, self-portrait in the form of a six-armed goddess... Father says that Sashenka loved to repeat: “Well, where did my four arms go?” Was she joking or serious? An interesting coincidence - on the second of December, the day when Sasha Putrya was born in Poltava, Orthodox Church The day of remembrance of the Venerable Joseph, the Indian prince, is also celebrated.

At first, the parents did not attach much importance to their daughter’s passion for India, although they supported it. Together with her older sister and friends, they kept her company on trips to Indian films. Seeing "Disco Dancer" with Mithun Chakroborty for the first time in leading role, Sasha fell madly in love with him and his homeland. She watched this film more than ten times. Not only magazines dedicated to India and records with songs from Indian films appeared in the house, but also serious literature about ancient art this country, its culture. The girl comprehended all this with enthusiasm.

The father recalls that nine-year-old Sasha once stunned them with the question: “Where did our elephant go?” The parents didn’t understand: “What are you, daughter, what kind of elephant? Where?" “Well, how come you don’t remember our elephant? - the girl got excited. - I also rode him in such a beautiful basket. I was small then, but the elephant was big, real, and I was even a little scared that I was sitting so high.” Judging by the tone and persistence with which their daughter found out where they used to live, Evgeniy Vasilyevich and Victoria Leonidovna realized that this was not a movie fantasy. What then? What memory was included in the girl’s consciousness? From past life? Memory of the eternal soul?

“When our artists were working on a new exhibition at the Museum of the History of the Battle of Poltava, the series “Youth of Peter” was shown on television. The young actor in the role of the king aroused everyone's admiration external resemblance with young Peter, the way everyone wanted to see him. An atmosphere of general elation reigned in the halls of the museum; the exhibits suddenly began to be perceived as living witnesses. With some trepidation we now examined Peter’s old camisoles, his turning tools, and the snuff box he had turned with his own hands, and the plaster mask taken from his face during his lifetime. Everyone put their palms on the cast iron casting of the king's handprint. And Sasha and I tried it on. I still remember her splayed pink fingers lying on her black paws... “Well, she’s great!” I remembered this now when I watched her latest composition “Sirius”. At the same time, she painted several portraits of Peter the Great, and next to her, herself, his bride. This is how she usually showed her love...”

Mithun Chakroborty became the most big Sasha love, she was preparing to marry him. She learned to dress in a sari, comprehended complex art Indian makeup, sang Indian songs from records without mistakes, dedicated dozens of drawings and poems to her favorite actor. Already seriously ill, with the help of her father she composed a letter to the magazine “India”, which was sent home at the request of her daughter. The letter in which she asked for the address of her idol remained unfinished... Later last will The daughter will be celebrated by the parents, and the magazine's editors will allocate a color tab for publishing the girl's drawings. By the way, on last portrait Sasha portrayed herself as Indian.

The girl fought for life for six years. Then she asked her parents to let her go: “I’m tired. Don't worry about me. Dying is not scary." On the eve of her departure, says Evgeniy Vasilyevich, Sasha asked her dad to put his hand on a white sheet, then circle it. Then she put her hand on top and circled it too. The drawing was found completed after Sasha left. Near the big Moon on the right there is a star - this is Sirius, to which Sashenka wanted to fly...

Evgeny Vasilyevich showed us two photographs: one of 11-year-old Sashenka, taken shortly before her death, and the second, taken from her by a photo reporter from a newspaper for a posthumous article. On the second, the rays of light emanating from the photograph clearly appeared.

Curriculum Vitae

Sasha Putrya lived on Earth for 11 years.

In 1983, she fell ill with acute lymphoblastic leukemia.

She left behind 2280 drawings and compositions.

Sasha Putrya as talented artist known all over the world. From 1989 to 2005, she held 112 personal exhibitions in 10 countries. In Austria, a postal envelope and a stamp were issued with Sasha's drawing, a series of her drawings were published, the proceeds from the sale of which were transferred to the purchase of disposable syringes for patients in the USSR.

Five documentaries have been made about Sasha, and the documentary story “Sasha Putrya” has been published. A memorial plaque was installed on the wall of the kindergarten where she was brought up, and a museum was opened for Sasha Putri. A Children's Art Gallery named after Sasha Putri has been opened in Poltava, where, under the auspices of the Foundation for the Protection and Support of Talented Children, children's drawing competitions are held; Since 2005, these competitions have become international.

Awarded (posthumously):

Gold medal of Christ the Savior “For a life worthy of man”, 1998

Order of St. Nicholas the Pleasant “For the increase of good on earth”, 2000

An ancient icon in a silver setting “Christ Pantocrator”, 2001.

National prize of the All-India Children's Association "Nehru Bal Samiti" - "Kalasari Award", 2001.