Krupin brief biography

There are eyes that look from the depths of the soul and directly into the soul of the interlocutor. This is about him. He looks like an old Russian warrior from the paintings of Konstantin Vasiliev - strong, lobed, with a chopped profile and naive eyes of a child and a sage. Yesterday, September 7, he turned 80 years old. Vladimir Nikolaevich, you have an unusual appearance.

Artists do not torment so that you have posted for them? Vladimir Krupin: I have my appearance the most Russian. They painted a lot, yes. And sculptures were done - coma, fangs. I remember that Slava Klykov complained: "You made Belov from marble, and me made of wood." To which he answered me: "Your head is asks for." Sculptor Elena Bezborodova made a bust. Philip Moskvitin portrayed me walking on the procession.

Victor Kharlov, who painted the altar of the Cathedral of Christ the Savior, wrote my winter portrait. Alexander Almazov painted me in a red shirt. Didn't the images of warriors or saints offer you? Vladimir Krupin: Only once - Evgeny Yevtushenko persuaded me to star in his film "Kindergarten". I refused for a long time, but then he called me in the middle of the night and said how he cut off: "I approved you to the role, because they do not rush with such an appearance." So I played in the episode of the militia, who defended Moscow in the year.

The famous galaxy of writers -runs X is all your friends: Rasputin, Belov, Astafyev and with whom of them were you closest? Vladimir Krupin: For more than 40 years, he was friends with Rasputin and Belov. But I did not seek friendship with them. In the year, I came to Irkutsk at a writer's conference. For the first time, Rasputin saw there, and I did not know who he was, a guy like a guy.

They made friends, he gave me a book. I returned to Moscow. In the morning I wake up in the morning - in the hands of Rasputin’s wife: “You are familiar with him? My spouse is a teacher of literature. You were also friends with Rubtsov? Vladimir Krupin: it was not friendship, but acquaintance, and very short -lived. In the yard, we met at the Yaroslavl station, both went to the Vologda.

And already there, he met again, he got to the harmonica and noble to it and noble at it and noble at it and noble and noble. Played. Then we went to visit Viktor Petrovich Astafyev. That's all the acquaintance. And in less than a year, Kolya was gone. And with another "village", Vasily Shukshin, crossed? Vladimir Krupin: fleeting. In the year, a cycle of my little stories "Grain" in "Our Contemporary" was printed.

I found out on the phone that the number went out of print, and rushed to the editor. And in the corridor I saw Shukshin and Leonid Frolov, the executive secretary of the magazine. We laughed, talked briefly. That's the whole meeting. The second was in the Literary Newspaper, here on the fifth floor there was a cash register. Lee Sukshin came for a fee, or in other matters, I do not know.

But he was again at speed, hurried to the elevator, but, to my joy, recognized me, slowed down, shook his hand, much stronger than the first time, and delighted that he liked my "grains". Are you not offended by the term "writer-ruler"? Vladimir Krupin: Not at all. Belonging to this detachment became honorable. Although initially the term was used as offensive. Once a translator-a-nose asked me: "Are you belonging to the village?

Is the village alive? Vladimir Krupin: She did not die and did not obsolete herself, she entered school textbooks, became a Russian and global phenomenon. Not so long ago I had a chance to be at a large book exhibition in China, and I was surprised with what interest and reverence the Chinese relate to Russian rural prose. She will live while the village is alive. Look at what is happening in connection with the pandemia.

The people ran from cities to the village. They began to dispel the lands. In the Moscow region, prices have inflated - now they buy in neighboring areas, in the Russian North, in the Kuban, in the Crimea. And the Nemoskvichi - in their regions. They leave for permanent residence as whole families. Such examples were before, but they were called mourning. Now this is a mass phenomenon.

There will be more further. Climate change on the planet threatens cataclysms, primarily in large cities. In the villages it is easier to survive, feed. And from the point of view of literature - the word does not grow on the asphalt, only jargons grow there.

Vladimir Krupin and Valentin Rasputin - in the office of the editor -in -chief of the magazine "Moscow", year. Photo: From the archive of Vladimir Krupin you were born in the year, were a witness to what happened in the country over 80 years. Do these changes sadden or delight you more? Vladimir Krupin: And so and this way. But there is still more sadness.

Our ideals, although in many ways naive, but they were clean. I look at our children and grandchildren, and I am scared for their moral state. But life continues. I wake up - Glory to you, Lord, that I am in Russia! There is a church, there is a traditional family, there are guys who want to marry once and for all and devote their lives to the family and homeland, there are girls who dream not of a rich groom, but about a beloved husband.

What else? It so happened that I was always friends with people who were married once - Belov, Rasputin, and he himself. Have you never entered the Literary Institute?Vladimir Krupin: I went there twice and did not go through the competition. But in fact, this, of course, is wild - to study the writer. But then I taught three years there. My wife and I lived then in a communal apartment, and I promised me to give an apartment from the Literary Institute.

But they deceived. And I left there, leaving Seryozha Yesin, who later became the rector, leaving the seminar instead. In your story “We are people, but Vyatka” men from Vyatka argue about the ways of salvation of Russia. Yes, and you have in many ways the same Vyatka man, starting with a characteristic dialect, Vladimir Krupin: this is so. I used to be very shy.

Studying at the institute, he was even afraid to reveal his mouth - the girls immediately began to laugh. I was saved by a professor - a teacher of dialectology - Anastasia Filimonovna Ivanova. She said with everyone: "Among you, only a person says well in Russian - this is Krupin." After which the ridicule stopped. Like Odessa, Vyatichi have their own isolation, their own highlight.

Are you in your small homeland? Vladimir Krupin: Constantly. The house of my childhood on the great Siberian tract burned out.