Bashkirtseva Maria Konstantinovna. Musical and vocal talent

Russian artist Bashkirtseva Maria Konstantinovna (1860-1884).

God gave her too much!
And too little - he let go.
Oh, her stellar path!
I only had enough strength for the canvases...

I know this girl
Alas, of course it wasn’t!
But how did she sit at home?
And she wove a golden pattern.

In the familiar cage of loneliness,
Where one soul lives,
There are so many prophecies in the diaries,
When you are deprived of Love!

The Lord has given her so much!
And I counted Life in grains.
Oh, her stellar path!
And Death is a confession pedestal!

M. Tsvetaeva (from the collection "Evening Album")
The phenomenon of her charm will cause controversy for a long time and, apparently, will never be fully understood. Indeed, the girl, who had almost nothing to do in her life, stirred the souls of poets and artists. Her charm was invisibly present in the Russian " silver age”, in French existentialism, it also influences modern avant-gardeism. This mysterious attraction of art may be associated with the drama of the inexpressibility of her soul despite her extraordinary talent. Maria Bashkirtseva left to her descendants only a youthful diary, a few paintings, and a brilliant longing for the impossible.


Self-portrait with a palette. 1882.
73 x 92 cm. oil, canvas.
Nice, Jules Cheret Museum

M.K. Bashkirtseva was born into a noble and wealthy family. The girl was very sickly, and at the age of ten her mother took her to Nice. Since then, she has only visited Russia briefly three times, living constantly abroad and traveling extensively throughout Europe.
In 1877, she began to attend the R. Julian Academy in Paris. In 1879, she received a gold medal in a competition of student works and from that time on she regularly exhibited her paintings, which invariably received warm reviews from French newspapers and magazines.


Few of her works have survived; almost all of them were lost during the First World War. The democratic sentiments of the era were reflected in her paintings “Jean and Jacques” (1883), “Meeting” (1884), which was acquired by the Luxembourg National Museum.


Jean and Jacques. 1883.
115 x 155 cm. oil, canvas.
Private collection


Meeting. 1884.
193 x 177 cm. oil, canvas.
Paris, Orsay Museum


Meeting Detail

Among the most famous paintings are “Rain Umbrella”, “Three Smiles”, “Autumn” (all 1883), now in the State Russian Museum.
In their painting workshop, the influence of Bashkirtseva’s teacher, the French artist J. Bastien-Lenage, is noticeable, but the choice of subjects and motifs of the image demonstrates the individuality of the artist.


Umbrella. 1883.
93 x 74 cm. oil, canvas.


Autumn. 1884.
117 x 97 cm. oil, canvas.
St. Petersburg, Russian Museum


Three smiles
1. Smile of a child, 1883.
55 x 46 cm. oil, canvas.
St. Petersburg, Russian Museum


Three smiles 2. Smile of a girl, 1883.
55 x 46 cm. oil, canvas.
St. Petersburg, Russian Museum


Three smiles 3. Smile of a girl, 1883.
55 x 46 cm. oil, canvas.
St. Petersburg, Russian Museum

While her work was highly appreciated by E. Zola and A. France, in her homeland Bashkirtseva’s work received very contradictory assessments. Bashkirtseva is one of the artists whose fate attracts almost more than their creativity. From a young age, she was distinguished by the desire for fame and success. She was very beautiful, knew six European languages, played the piano, guitar, harp and mandolin, and had an excellent soprano.

From the age of thirteen until her death, Bashkirtseva kept a diary, where she recorded with amazing frankness all the events of her life, her thoughts and feelings. “I say everything, everything, everything,” she wrote, destining her diary for publication. "The Diary of Maria Bashkirtseva" was first published in France in 1887, and in 1893, having already gone through several editions in French, was published in Russia. He captured the image of a woman artist who strived for happiness, freedom and creativity, who seemed to have all the possibilities for this, but never had time to realize herself.

DIARY OF MARIA BASHKIRTSEVA.

It was written with talent and extremely frankly; there are almost no works like it in the history of literature. Maybe that’s why “The Diary” evoked both enthusiastic responses and furious criticism.

“Life is short, you need to laugh as much as you can. Tears cannot be avoided, they come on their own. There are sorrows that cannot be averted: these are death and separation, although even the latter is not without pleasure, as long as there is hope for a date. But you should never spoil your life with trifles !"

Creativity, experiences, doubts, trips to Europe, the fight against illness. And - shocking sincerity.


Paul_Bashkirtseff_(Portrait of Brother Paul)
Musee_Beaux_Arts_
Nice_1876


Self-portrait in a hat with a feather, 1878


Girl_Reading_by_a_Waterfall.


Young woman with lilac 1880


In a studio. Julian's workshop, 1881
188 x 154 cm.
oil, canvas.
Dnepropetrovsk, Art Museum


Female portrait.
35 x 27 cm. oil, canvas.
Moscow, Tretyakov Gallery


Female portrait. 1881
92 x 73 cm. oil, canvas.
Amsterdam, Rijksmuseum


Female portrait. 1881.
116 x 89 cm. oil, canvas.
St. Petersburg, Russian Museum


Myrrh-Bearing Women (Holy Wives)


Georgette. 1881.
55 x 46 cm. oil, canvas.
France, Museum of the Castle of Henry IV. Haute-Garonne


For a book. ca.1882.
63 x 60.5 cm. oil, canvas.
Kharkov, Art Museum


Eastern girl. 1882.
oil, canvas.
Nice, Jules Cheret Museum


Parisian from Gavrontsy


Portrait of Irma. 1882.
46 x 55.3 cm. oil, canvas.
Paris, Petit Palace.


Portrait of a young girl reading, circa 1882
130 x 98 cm. oil, canvas.
Private collection


Portrait of an elderly woman.
oil, canvas.
Krasnoyarsk Art Museum named after. V.I. Surikova

The image of Bashkirtseva in recent months is recalled in detail in the preface to the catalog of her paintings by the well-known critic Francois Coppet. She was a small girl, thin, very beautiful, with a heavy knot of golden hair, “exuding charm, but giving the impression of will hiding behind tenderness... Everything in this charming girl revealed a higher mind. Underneath the feminine charm one felt an iron, pure male power, and involuntarily the gift of Ulysses to young Achilles came to mind: a sword hidden between women’s attire.”

In the workshop, the guest was surprised by the numerous volumes of books: “They were all here in their native languages: French, German, Russian, English, Italian, ancient Romans and Greeks. And these were not “library” books on display at all, but real, tattered books, read, reread, studied. Plato was lying on the table, open to the right page.”

During the conversation, Koppe experienced some kind of inexplicable internal anxiety, some kind of fear, even a premonition. When he saw this pale, passionate girl, he “imagined an extraordinary hothouse flower - beautiful and fragrant to the point of dizziness, and a secret voice whispered in the depths of his soul too many things at once.”


Spring, April. 1884.
199.5 x 215.5 cm. oil, canvas.
St. Petersburg, Russian Museum

As if saying goodbye to life, Maria began to paint a large panel “Spring”: a young woman, leaning against a tree, sits on the grass, closing her eyes and smiling, as if in the sweetest dream. And all around are soft and light reflections, delicate greenery, pink and white flowers of apple and peach trees, fresh sprouts that make their way everywhere. “And you need to hear the murmur of a stream running at her feet, like in Grenada among the violets. Do you understand me?

This gifted artist died of tuberculosis before reaching the age of twenty-four. The first exhibition of Bashkirtseva’s works took place in Paris in 1885, and since then interest in her work and personality has not waned.

Evening smoke appeared over the city,
Somewhere in the distance the carriages obediently walked,
Suddenly flashed, more transparent than an anemone,
In one of the windows is a half-childish face.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
With that girl by the dark window
- A vision of heaven in the bustle of the station
More than once I met in the valleys of sleep.
But why was she sad?

What was the transparent silhouette looking for?
Perhaps there is no happiness in heaven for her?

M. Tsvetaeva

Maupassant, visiting her grave, said:
“This was the only Rose in my life whose path I would strew with roses, knowing that it would be so bright and so short!”

After Maria’s death, her mother transported the bulk of her daughter’s paintings to Russia, to an estate in the Poltava region. In the fateful year of 1917, the collection burned down along with the estate that was set on fire... The remaining paintings that survived in the outbuilding were lost during the bombing in 1941...

The Luxembourg Gallery in Paris was once decorated with the allegorical sculpture “Immortality”: a young genius dies at the feet of the angel of death, in whose hand a scroll is unrolled with a list of remarkable artists who have gone to an early grave. This scroll has Russian name— Maria Bashkirtseva.

BASHKIRTSEVA MARIA KONSTANTINOVNA

(b. 1860 – d. 1884)

Talented Russian realist artist. Author of about 150 paintings, drawings, watercolors, sculptural sketches and a personal “Diary”.

Maria Bashkirtseva is a bright and self-sufficient phenomenon in art. Her motto: “Nothing before me, nothing after me, nothing but me,” sounds pretentious and arrogant at first glance. But these words are caused by an early awareness of one’s purpose in this world, the ultimate revelation of thoughts and feelings talented person, to whom a short term was measured in earthly life. In one of the halls of the Luxembourg Museum in Paris there is a statue of the sculptor Longelier “Immortality”. It depicts a dying genius holding out to the angel of death a scroll of eight names of great men who went to their graves prematurely. Among them is one Russian name - Maria Bashkirtseva.

“Her Starry Road” began on the Gavrontsy estate, near Poltava, on November 11, 1860. Masha belonged to a wealthy aristocratic family. Her father, Konstantin Pavlovich Bashkirtsev, a fairly educated man and not without literary talent, was for a long time the leader of the Poltava nobility. Mother, nee M. S. Babanina, belonged to an ancient family descended from Tatar princes. A Jewish fortune teller predicted to her that “your son will be like all other people, but your daughter will be a star...”

Parents and numerous relatives treated Musa like a star, loved and idolized her, forgave her pranks and admired any of her achievements. As a child, she was “thin, frail and ugly,” but in the head of the plain little girl, who even then promised to become pretty, thoughts about the greatness bestowed on her from above were crowded.

Musya's mother, due to disagreements in the family, decided to divorce and won the divorce proceedings. From the age of two, the girl actually remained in the care of her aunts and grandfather, S. Babanin, a brilliantly educated man. Worried about her fragile health, the Babanin family sent the girl with her mother and aunt abroad in 1868. After two years of traveling through European cities, they settled in Nice. Masha lived for a long time in Italy: Rome, Venice, Florence, Naples, the best hotels and expensive villas, social receptions of the highest nobility, the most famous museums of the world - everything was at the feet of a small, but wise girl beyond her age, who felt herself locked in a gilded cage. Wealth and what it gave, she liked and took for granted, but her soul and mind were cramped within the confines of home. Masha categorically did not fit into any traditional canons. Life was in full swing in her. A nasty, arrogant aristocrat, mocking and arrogant even in her childhood, she was constantly looking for activities for herself that were not typical for young ladies of her age.

From the age of five, Masha studied dancing, but she dreamed not of balls, but of an acting career. At the age of 10, she began to draw, and success was obvious, but the desire to sing turned out to be stronger. Possessing a rare ear, the girl perfectly played the harp, piano, guitar, zither, mandolin, and organ. Her magnificent and naturally strong voice (mezzo-soprano) covered a range of three octaves without two notes. She knew his value and confidently strived to become a great singer, and not to play music in fashionable salons. At the same time, Maria studied chemistry and languages: Russian was “for home use,” she thought and wrote in French, and was fluent in Italian, English, German, and later ancient Greek and Latin.

“Until the age of 12, they spoiled me, fulfilled all my desires, but never cared about my upbringing. At the age of 12, I asked for teachers, and I compiled the program myself. I owe everything to myself." And the more Maria studied, the more deeply she understood how much she had to do. From then on (1873), she recorded all her thoughts, every action, every interesting phrase in her diary.

This is not a diary of a young lady with empty “ahs”, this is a confessional diary of a self-sufficient person who, with impartial frankness, reveals her thoughts, dreams, aspirations, confidently realizing that she writes not only for herself, but for everyone. “Why lie and show off! Yes, there is no doubt that my desire, although not hope, is to stay on earth at all costs... it’s always interesting” - the life of a girl, a girl and, above all, a woman, written down day by day, without any panache, like as if no one in the world should read what was written, and at the same time with a passionate desire for it to be read.

106 large handwritten volumes in less than 12 years. She is all in them, with her “immense vanity”, the desire to be either a duchess or a famous actress, a “proud, real aristocrat”, preferring a rich husband, but irritated by communication with banal people, “despising the human race - out of conviction” and trying to figure out what is it worth the world, man and his soul. With childish maximalism at the age of 12, she declares: “I was created for titles. Fame, popularity, fame everywhere - these are my dreams, my dreams...” And next to it are mystical lines, heightened by the feeling of the transience of time: “... Life is so beautiful and so short!.. If I waste time, what will become of me!” and this spoiled child found refuge in hard labor.

Maria wasted no time. The treatises of Horace and Tibulus, La Rochefoucauld and Plato, Savonarola and “my dear friend Plutarch” occupied her mind, as did the books of Collins, Dickens, Dumas, Balzac, Flaubert and Gogol. It was not just a quick reading, but thoughtful work, comparing their views with her worldview.

She approached any question seriously, spoke openly about herself, like a psychologist, understanding her feelings. Having fallen in love with Duke G. (Hamilton?), Masha discussed in detail on the pages of her diary about her love and her upcoming, in her dreams, marriage. An attempt to understand the feelings that arose between her and the nephew of Cardinal Pietro Antonelli (1876) leads Maria to the conviction that she has outgrown her potential suitors and the level of her circle. This consciousness doomed her to mental loneliness.

How much was given to this girl, but her weak body could hardly cope with the exorbitant loads that Bashkirtseva placed on her brain and soul. At the age of 16, her health condition deteriorated sharply. Doctors, resorts, social life, travel - but the pace of working on yourself does not slow down for a minute. Maria lived with the feeling of approaching death. “To die?.. It would be wild, and yet it seems to me that I should die. I cannot live: I am abnormally created, there is an abyss of excess in me and too much is missing; such a character cannot be durable... What about my future, and my glory? Well, of course, then all this will end!”

Maria withstood the first blow, giving up her dreams of becoming a singer. Catarrh and inflammation of the larynx deprived her of her beautiful voice, and premature deafness deprived her of ideal hearing. Hope flared up and then faded away. “I will have it all or die,” she wrote in 1876, on the eve of her trip to Russia. In six months she visited St. Petersburg, Moscow, Kharkov. The young beauty shone, flirted, made local aristocrats fall in love with her and counted her aimlessly lived days. Masha dreamed of reconciling her parents, who still loved each other. And this capricious young lady managed to reunite the family.

Finally, Maria decided not to waste her abilities and take up painting on her own: “Painting brings me to despair. Because I have the ability to create miracles, and yet, in terms of knowledge, I am insignificant than the first girl I meet...” In the fall of 1877, she entered the private Academy of R. Julien (Julian). Maria conquered the teachers with her remarkable abilities. Making up for lost time, the girl worked 10–12 hours a day and achieved success that is usually not expected from beginners (she mastered the seven-year course in two years).

Her teachers R. Julien and T. Robert-Fleury recognized Bashkirtseva’s natural gift after just a week of classes. “I thought it was the whim of a spoiled child, but I must admit that she is well gifted,” Julien told the mother of the aspiring artist. In the spring of 1878, Maria took part in her first competition for Academy students and took third place. And after 11 months of training, the jury awarded her the first medal. “This is the work of a young man, they said about me. There is a nerve here, it’s nature.”

This was a well-deserved reward, because Maria lived, counting the hours wasted irrevocably on sleep, dressing, social receptions, and at the same time, finding a reserve for studying Roman history and literature. The body could not withstand such a stressful regime. The aspiring artist was forced to interrupt her studies for consultations with medical luminaries and trips to the water. The doctors' diagnoses were vague (“the cough is purely nervous”), and Maria did not take treatment seriously, dreaming only of achieving heights in painting.

In 1880, under the pseudonym “Mademoiselle Mari Constantin Russ”, she took part in the Salon. The first painting, “Young Woman Reading Dumas’ Divorce,” was noticed and approved by critics. Her works, distinguished by the vitality and solidity of the drawing, are designed in a realistic manner, close to naturalism and even symbolism. “The amazing power of her brush, the originality of her ideas, the deep truthfulness of her execution,” were the unanimous reviews of her talent from the press. She succeeded in everything: portraits, genres, landscapes, historical paintings and marinas. She also tried herself as a sculptor (“Nausicaa”, 1882)

“Julien's Atelier” (1881), a complex multi-figure composition, received second place at the Salon. The year 1883 marks the bulk of Bashkirtseva’s creative heritage: “Jean and Jacques”, “Autumn”, the “Three Smiles” series (“Baby”, “Girl”, “Woman”), “Parisian Woman”, captivating with their kindness and truthfulness. These paintings already spoke of the artist’s mature skill. The Rain Umbrella (1883) depicts a shivering girl wrapped in a patched skirt. She stands holding a broken umbrella above her head, and in her childish, serious eyes there is a silent reproach for a small creature who has learned need early. Painted en plein air, in the rain, it is as real as the artist’s progressive illness. And now the doctors are categorical - tuberculosis has completely affected the right lung and there are lesions in the left.

Bashkirtseva is full of new ideas and plans. But more and more often she is forced to stop working. Maria was fully aware of how little she was given: “I still have enough for a while.” She believes that painting will save her, and if it does not prolong her life, it will not allow her to disappear without a trace. Bashkirtseva is in a hurry to get everything done, but her works are distinguished by the thoughtfulness of their composition, color range and the smallest details. In the large self-portrait “Portrait of Bashkirtseva at a Painting” (1883), she depicts herself in a creative impulse - the look of her gray eyes shines with inspiration, her facial features are confident and at the same time gentle. As in the small self-portrait painted earlier, she objectively and self-critically emphasizes the slant of her eyes and protruding cheekbones.

Presented at the Salon of 1884, the elegant landscape “Autumn” and the genre painting “Meeting” (together with the “Portrait of a Model” were acquired by the French government for the Luxembourg Museum in Paris) brought the artist long-awaited fame. Maria is not embarrassed by constant comparisons of her creative style with the works of J. Bastien-Lepage. She liked his paintings, she was friends with the artist, and incurable illnesses brought them even closer together. But Bashkirtseva clearly saw the limitations of her friend’s skill and far surpassed him in color, looseness of plot and skill.

Bashkirtseva also dreamed of becoming a writer. She felt the need for some connoisseur, a writer, to appreciate her epistolary work. She wanted to entrust her diary to Guy de Maupassant, who writes so much about women in his books. But the correspondence with him, started by Maria, disappoints her: “You are not the person I am looking for...” And Bashkirtseva, on May 1, 1884, herself wrote the preface to her phenomenal “Diary” (her will was written back in June 1880) . Such a diary, full of passion, desire for fame and greatness, understanding of one’s genius and creative potential, according to psychologists, could have been written by any writer or artist, but no one except Bashkirtseva had enough honesty and frankness to reveal their secret aspirations and hopes. Perhaps she was so sincere because she subconsciously knew that she had a short time to live. Before reaching 12 days before her 24th birthday, on October 31, 1884, Maria Bashkirtseva died and was buried in the Passy cemetery in Paris. On the slabs near the large white monument, reminiscent of a Russian chapel, there are always modest violets.

A year after her death, the French Society of Women Artists opened an exhibition of works by M. K. Bashkirtseva, which presented 150 paintings, drawings, watercolors and sculptures. In 1887, at the Amsterdam exhibition, the paintings of the Russian artist were instantly sold out by the most famous galleries in the world, including representatives of the Alexander III Museum. In the same year, the “Diary” was published (in an abbreviated version), which I. Bunin, A. Chekhov, V. Bryusov, V. Khlebnikov “suffered” from, and Marina Tsvetaeva dedicated her “Evening Album” to her. Unfortunately, most of the paintings transported by the artist’s mother to the family estate near Poltava were lost at the beginning of World War II. But in the museum that opened in 1988 art of the 19th century V. d'Orsay, an entire hall is devoted to paintings by Bashkirtseva. She could have become a great artist, the “Balzac of painting,” if she had been given a whole life.

“I, who would like to live seven lives at once, live only a quarter of my life... And therefore it seems to me that the candle is broken into four parts and is burning from all ends...”

“God has given her too much!

And too little - he let go.

Oh, her stellar path!

I only had enough strength for the canvases...”

(M. Tsvetaeva)

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Maria Konstantinovna Bashkirtseva (French Marie Bashkirtseff; November 12, 1858, Gavrontsy, Poltava district, Poltava province, Russian Empire - October 19, 1884, Paris, France) - Russian artist, author of the famous diary. Most spent her life in France.

Maria Bashkirtseva, according to records found in the National Library of France[⇨], was born on November 24, 1858 in the estate of Gavrontsy (Gayvorontsy) near Poltava, Poltava province Russian Empire, in the family of the local leader of the nobility Konstantin Bashkirtsev and Maria Babanina. In posthumous editions of the diary, her age was reduced.

Maria spent her childhood in the village of Chernyakovka (the property of Colonel Chernyak), according to the modern administrative division - Chutovsky district, Poltava region of Ukraine. Every year, on Youth Day, an international fair takes place in Mariina Valley, named after Bashkirtseva.

After the divorce, the mother leaves with Maria, who was twelve years old at that time, to Europe: Vienna, Baden-Baden, Geneva. There the girl fell in love with the Duke of Hamilton, and later, in Nice, with the aristocrat Borel. Soon Borel's infatuation passes, and in 1873 the governess of a 15-year-old girl tells her terrible news: the Duke of Hamilton will marry, but, alas, not to her. “It’s like a knife stabbing into the chest,” Maria writes in her diary.

The next objects of her girlish loves are Count Alexandre de Larderel, Paul Granier de Cassagnac, Count Pietro Antonelli (nephew of Cardinal Giacomo), Audifre and others. Fascinated by de Cassagnac, a deputy and speaker, Maria seriously turns to politics. There is evidence that Bashkirtseva writes articles about feminism under a pseudonym, because even at the Julian Academy, where the girl studied painting, the ideas of feminism caused laughter.

At the age of sixteen, Maria learns that she has tuberculosis. Now she spends a lot of time at resorts and feels the approach of imminent death. However, the girl also thinks about the fate of her diary, which she decides to publish. Her well-known correspondence with Guy de Maupassant dates back to the same period (1884), who, having first received a letter from a certain modest teacher Joseph Savantin, brushes aside this “writing.” In a response letter, this time on behalf of the girl, and not the teacher, Bashkirtseva refuses what was proposed by the writer himself.

The last pages of the diary are dramatic - Maria's teacher, the famous French artist Jules Bastien-Lepage, dies of cancer. Musya, as the girl was affectionately called, takes care of her teacher and... dies first. Her last entry in her diary: “...Woe to us! And long live the concierges!.. For two days now my bed has been in the salon, but it is so large that it has been partitioned off with screens, and I cannot see the piano and the sofa. It’s already difficult for me to climb the stairs.”

Maria Bashkirtseva died of tuberculosis at the age of 25. She was buried in Paris, in the Passy cemetery. The Mausoleum of Maria Bashkirtseva, built by Emile Bastien-Lepage, is also the burial place of many other members of the Bashkirtsev-Babanin family. Above the entrance there is a line from Andre Terrier, and inside are her easel, furniture, sculpture and some paintings, including one of latest works Bashkirtseva - “Holy Wives”.

Maupassant, visiting her grave, said:

From the age of twelve until her death, Maria kept a diary in French (one hundred and five notebooks), which later became famous and was repeatedly translated into many languages, including Russian. The diary is imbued with subtle psychologism, a romantic “thirst for glory” and at the same time a tragic feeling of doom.

At the beginning of the 20th century, this book was very popular in Russia, and the most famous admirer of Bashkirtseva’s work and personality was Marina Tsvetaeva, who in her youth corresponded with Bashkirtseva’s mother (who died in the 1920s) and dedicated her first collection of poems to the “brilliant memory” of Bashkirtseva. Evening album." On the cover of her second book, “The Magic Lantern,” Tsvetaeva announced an entire collection called “Maria Bashkirtseva. 3rd book of poems”, but it was not published (and, perhaps, was not written).

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Talented Russian realist artist. Author of about 150 paintings, drawings, watercolors, sculptural sketches and a personal “Diary”. (b. 11.11.1860 - d. 31.10.1884)

In one of the halls of the Luxembourg Museum in Paris there is a statue of the sculptor Longelier “Immortality”. It depicts a dying genius holding out to the angel of death a scroll of eight names of great men who went to their graves prematurely. Among them is one Russian name - Maria Bashkirtseva.

“Her Starry Road” began on the Gavrontsy estate, near Poltava. Masha belonged to a rich aristocratic family. Her father, Konstantin Pavlovich Bashkirtsev, quite educated and not without literary talent, was for a long time the leader of the Poltava nobility. Mother, nee M. S. Babanina, belonged to an ancient family descended from Tatar princes. One day a Jewish fortune teller predicted to her that “your son will be like all people, but your daughter will be a star.”

Parents and numerous relatives treated Musa like a star, like a queen, loved and deified her. As a child, she was “thin, frail and ugly,” but in the head of the plain little girl, who promised to become pretty, thoughts about the greatness bestowed on her from above were already crowded.

After the death of his father, the “terrible general” P. G. Bashkirtsev, Konstantin Pavlovich became free and very rich. Having received an inheritance, he “pounced on everything and was half ruined.” Musya's mother, due to disagreements in the family, decided to divorce and won the divorce proceedings. From the age of two, the girl actually remained in the care of her aunts and grandfather, S. Babanin, a brilliantly educated man.

Everyone pampered Masha, forgave her pranks and admired any of her achievements. Trembling for her fragile health, the Babanin family sent the girl with her mother and aunt abroad in 1868. After two years of traveling through European cities, they settled in Nice. In her youth, Masha lived for a long time in Italy: Rome, Venice, Florence, Naples, the best hotels and expensive villas, social receptions of the highest nobility, the best museums in the world - everything was at the feet of a little girl, wise beyond her age, who felt locked in a gilded cage. Wealth and what it gave, she liked and took for granted, but her soul and mind were cramped within the confines of home. Masha categorically did not fit into any traditional canons. Life was in full swing in her. An arrogant aristocrat, mocking and arrogant even in her childhood, she was constantly looking for activities for herself that were not typical for young ladies of her age.

From the age of five, Masha studied dancing, but she dreamed not of balls, but of an acting career. At the age of 10, she tried to learn to draw, and success was obvious, but the desire to sing turned out to be stronger. The girl played the harp, piano, guitar, zither, mandolin, and organ perfectly. Her strong voice (mezzo-soprano) covered a range of three octaves minus two notes. She knew his value and confidently strived to become a great singer, and not to play music in fashionable salons. At the same time, the girl studied languages: Italian, English, German, and later ancient Greek and Latin. She knew Russian “for home use,” but thought and wrote in French.

“Until the age of 12, they spoiled me, fulfilled all my desires, but never cared about my upbringing. At the age of 12, I asked for teachers, and I compiled the program myself. I owe everything to myself." And the more Maria studied, the more she realized how much she had to do. Since 1873, she recorded all her thoughts, every action, every interesting phrase in her diary.

This is not a diary of a young lady with empty “ahs”, this is a confessional diary of a self-sufficient person who, with impartial frankness, reveals her thoughts, dreams, aspirations, confidently realizing that she is writing not only for herself, but for everyone: “Why lie and show off! Yes, there is no doubt that my desire, although not hope, is to remain on earth at all costs. it’s always interesting - a woman’s life written down day after day, without any dramatization, as if no one in the world should read what was written, and at the same time with a passionate desire for it to be read.”

106 large handwritten volumes in less than 12 years. She is all in them, with her “immense vanity”, the desire to be either a duchess or a famous actress, “a proud, real aristocrat”, preferring a rich husband, but irritated by communicating with banal people, “despising the human race - out of conviction” and trying to figure it out , what the world around us, man and his soul are worth. With childish maximalism at the age of 12, she declares: “I was created for titles. Fame, popularity, fame everywhere - these are my dreams, my dreams.” And next to it are mystical lines, heightened by the sense of the transience of time:

“.Life is so beautiful and so short!..if I waste time, what will become of me!”

And Maria wastes no time. Treatises by Horace and Tibulus, La Rochefoucauld and Plato, Savonarola and “my dear friend Plutarch” occupy her mind, as do books by Collins, Dickens, Dumas, Balzac, Flaubert and Gogol. This is not just a quick read, it is thoughtful work, comparing their views with her worldview.

She approaches any question seriously, openly talks about herself, like a psychologist, thoroughly understanding her feelings. Having fallen in love with Duke G. (Hamilton?), Masha, on the pages of her diary, talks in detail about her love and her upcoming, in her dreams, marriage. An attempt to understand the feelings that arose between her and the nephew of Cardinal Pietro Antonelli (1876) leads Maria to the conviction that she has outgrown her potential suitors and the level of her circle. This consciousness dooms her to spiritual loneliness.

How much was given to this girl, but her weak body could hardly cope with the exorbitant loads that Bashkirtseva placed on her brain and soul. At the age of 16, her health condition deteriorated sharply. Doctors, resorts, social life, travel - but the pace of work on yourself does not slow down for a minute. Already this year, Maria begins to live with the feeling of approaching death. “To die?.. It would be wild, and yet it seems to me that I should die. I cannot live: I am abnormally created, there is an abyss of excess in me and too much is missing; such a character cannot last. What about my future, what about my glory? Well, of course, then all this will end!”

Maria withstood the first blow, giving up her dreams of becoming a singer. Catarrh and inflammation of the larynx deprived her of her beautiful voice. Hope flared up and then faded away. “I will have it all or die,” she writes in 1876, on the eve of a trip to Russia. In six months she visited St. Petersburg, Moscow, Kharkov. But mostly Musya was pampered by his father on his huge estate. She shone, flirted, made local aristocrats fall in love with her and counted her aimless days. Masha dreamed of reconciling her parents, who still loved each other. And this capricious young lady managed to reunite the family.

Returning to Paris, Bashkirtseva tries to take up drawing on her own. “Painting makes me despair. Because I have the ability to create miracles, and yet in terms of knowledge I am more insignificant than the first girl I meet.” She misses school. Maria finally decides not to waste her abilities, but to direct them to learning painting. In the fall of 1877, she entered the private Academy of R. Julien (Julian). With her remarkable abilities, she conquers teachers, makes up for lost time, working 8-10 hours a day, and achieves success “which is usually not expected from beginners” (she mastered the seven-year course in two years).

Her teachers R. Julien and T. Robert-Fleury recognized Bashkirtseva’s natural talent after just a week of classes. “I thought it was the whim of a spoiled child, but I must admit that she is well gifted. If this continues, then in three months her drawings may be accepted into the Salon,” Julien told the mother of the aspiring artist. In the spring of 1878, Maria participated in her first competition for Academy students and took third place. And after 11 months of training, the jury awards her the first medal. “This is the work of a young man, they said about me. There is a nerve here, it’s nature.”

This is a well-deserved award. The loads she puts on herself are excessive, but Bashkirtseva is tormented by the fact that she did not start painting at the age of 12-13 and “that now it’s too late.” She lives and works, feverishly trying to “do three years’ work in one year.” Maria counts the hours wasted irrevocably on sleep, dressing, social receptions, and at the same time finds a reserve for studying Roman history and literature. But her body cannot withstand such a stressful regime - she practically loses her hearing, and the first symptoms of tuberculosis appear. The aspiring artist is forced to interrupt her studies for consultations with medical luminaries and trips to the water. The doctors' diagnoses are vague (“the cough is purely nervous”), and Maria does not take treatment seriously, dreaming only of achieving heights in painting.

In 1880, under the pseudonym “Mademoiselle Mari Constantin Russ”, she took part in the Salon. The first painting, “Young Woman Reading Dumas’ Divorce,” was noticed and approved by critics.

In 1881, Bashkirtseva exhibited a large canvas “Julien's Atelier” - a complex multi-figure composition, distinguished by the vitality and solidity of the drawing. Her coloring is in warm gray and dark purple tones and is set off by a single dark figure - a portrait of the artist herself. The Salon jury awarded the film second place. Bashkirtseva creates a portrait of a “lovely American woman” and prepares a painting, uncharacteristic for a woman’s work, “Portrait of a Model.” It depicts a naked model waiting for the artist, she sits astride a chair, smokes a cigarette and looks at a skeleton with a pipe sticking out of its teeth. There are things carelessly scattered around and a small bouquet of violets. The work is not only designed in the realistic manner characteristic of Bashkirtseva, it is closer to naturalism and even symbolism. “The greatest masters are only great in truth. and those who laugh at naturalism are fools and do not understand what the matter is. You must be able to grasp nature and be able to choose. It’s all about the artist’s choice.”

For her next work, “Jean and Jacques” (1883), the artist chooses a genre scene spotted on the street, depicting two poor Parisian boys. The elder leads the younger by the hand with confidence and self-esteem. Strongly outlined figures of children stand out in dark silhouette against the background of a broadly and freely painted city landscape. This work already spoke of the artist’s mature skill. The Rain Umbrella (1883) depicts a shivering girl wrapped in a patched skirt. She stands holding a broken umbrella above her head, and in her childish, serious eyes there is a silent reproach for a small creature who has learned need early. Painted en plein air, in the rain

2) it is as real as the artist’s progressive illness. The year 1883 marks the bulk of her creative heritage: “Autumn”, the series “Three Smiles” (“Baby”, “Girl”, “Woman”), captivating with their kindness and truthfulness.

At the Salon of 1883, Bashkirtseva presented the painting “Parisian Woman” and the genre painting “Jean and Jacques” already under own name. In addition to the award, she receives praise not only in the French, but also in the Russian press. On the front page of the prestigious publication “World Illustration” there was a reproduction of the painting and a large article about the artist.

Bashkirtseva is full of new ideas and plans. But more and more often she is forced to stop working. Now the doctors are categorical - tuberculosis has affected the entire right lung, and there are lesions in the left one too. Maria is fully aware of how little she has been given: “I still have enough for a while.” She believes that painting will save her, and if it does not prolong her life, it will not allow her to disappear without a trace. In the large self-portrait “Portrait of Bashkirtseva at a Painting” (1883), she depicts herself in a creative impulse - the look of her gray eyes shines with inspiration, her facial features are confident and at the same time gentle. As in the small self-portrait painted earlier, she objectively and self-critically emphasizes the slant of her eyes and protruding cheekbones.

Presented at the Salon of 1884, the elegant landscape “Autumn” and the genre painting “Meeting” (together with the “Portrait of a Model” were acquired by the French government for the Luxembourg Museum in Paris) brought Bashkirtseva long-awaited fame. “Meeting” - this most significant work of the artist - depicts a group of children in the sun of a deserted street, interestedly examining a top. “After the opening of the exhibition, there was not a single magazine that did not talk about my painting,” Maria notes in her diary. - This is a real, genuine success. What happiness."

She is not embarrassed by constant comparisons of her creative style with the works of J. Bastien-Lepage. Maria liked his paintings, she was friends with the artist, and incurable illnesses brought them even closer together. But Bashkirtseva clearly saw the limitations of her friend’s skill and far surpassed him in color and looseness of plot. She views the world as a unity of man and nature. Her decorative screen "Spring" (1884) is not just women depicted in a landscape. “Delicate greenery, white and pink flowers of apple and peach trees, fresh sprouts everywhere. - this should be a harmonious chord of tones,” but the model for a dreamily dozing off girl will not be a languid shepherdess, but “a real hefty girl who will be captured by the first guy he meets.” The artist achieves reality not only through the depiction of “roughly simple things, but also in execution, which must be perfect.”

Despite the fact that Bashkirtseva is in a hurry to get everything done, her works are distinguished by the thoughtfulness of their composition, color scheme and the smallest details. She is in a hurry to finish “The Bench”, making sketches for “Julius Caesar” and “Ariadne”. He continues work on “Holy Wives” (“Myrrh-Bearing Wives”), which began back in 1880. Even in the sketches one can feel not just grief - “this is a colossal, complete, terrifying drama. The numbness of a soul that has nothing left.” Maria firmly believes that her hand will be able to accomplish what “the soul wants to express.”

Bashkirtseva also dreams of becoming a writer. She feels the need for some literary connoisseur to appreciate her epistolary work. She wants to entrust her diary to Guy de Maupassant, judging by his books, who understands so much about women. But the correspondence with him, started by Maria, disappoints her: “You are not the person I am looking for.” And on May 1, 1884, Bashkirtseva wrote the preface to her phenomenal “Diary” (her will was written back in June 1880). Such a diary, full of passion, desire for fame and greatness, understanding of one’s genius and creative potential, could have been written by any writer or artist, but no one except Bashkirtseva had enough honesty and frankness to reveal their secret aspirations and hopes. Perhaps she was so sincere because she subconsciously felt that she had a short time to live. Not having lived 12 days before her twenty-fourth birthday, on October 31, 1884, Maria Bashkirtseva died and was buried in the Passy cemetery in Paris. On the slabs near the large white monument, reminiscent of a Russian chapel, there are always modest violets.

A year after her death, the French Society of Women Artists opened an exhibition of works by M. K. Bashkirtseva, which presented 150 paintings, drawings, watercolors and sculptural sketches. In 1887, at the Amsterdam exhibition, the paintings of the Russian artist were sold out in great demand by the most famous galleries in the world, including representatives of the Alexander III Museum. In the same year, the “Diary” was published (in an abbreviated version), which was shared by I. Bunin, A. Chekhov, V. Bryusov, V. Khlebnikov, and Marina Tsvetaeva dedicated her “Evening Album” to the artist. Unfortunately, most of the paintings transported by Bashkirtseva’s mother to the family estate near Poltava were lost at the beginning of World War II. But in the Orsay Museum of 19th Century Art, which opened in 1988, an entire hall is devoted to her paintings.

Bashkirtseva could have become a great artist, the “Balzac of painting,” if she had been given a not so short life.

“I, who would like to live seven lives at once, live only a quarter of my life. And therefore it seems to me that the candle is broken into four parts and is burning from all ends.” - she wrote. And as if echoing her, Marina Tsvetaeva dedicated the following lines to Bashkirtseva:

“God has given her too much!

And too little - he let go.

Oh, her stellar path!

“I only had enough strength for the canvases...”

From book"100 famous artists XIV-XVIII centuries"; 2006


Maria Bashkirtseva - writer, artist, thinker
“My body cries and screams, but something that is higher than me enjoys life, no matter what!” Maria Bashkirtseva wrote about herself. An unusually gifted person, she lived a short but active life. Music, painting and literature - Maria found herself in all areas of art. Her “Diary,” written in French, has been translated into many languages ​​of the world, and her paintings are exhibited in the Russian Museum. Mary's destiny was to measure out 25 years of her life, most of which she spent in Paris. Contemporaries saw her as a genius, and her creative heritage truly granted her immortality.


Portrait of Maria Bashkirtseva

Maria Bashkirtseva was born on the Gayvorontsy estate in the Poltava province; her father and mother were educated and wealthy people. Maria spent her childhood in the Poltava region, and at the age of 12 she went with her mother to Europe, as her parents decided to divorce. At this time, the girl began to keep a diary, and it was he who later brought her worldwide fame. In the meantime, this is a way of knowing yourself, recording your interests and experiences. “I am my own heroine,” this entry appeared in the Diary in 1874.


All her life Maria was engaged in self-education: she was fond of studying foreign languages(fluent in four European languages, read Latin and ancient Greek), practiced playing musical instruments and singing (she was even destined for fame as an opera diva, but the price for singing was a sore throat and partial deafness by the age of 16),
Portrait of Maria Bashkirtseva


Maria Bashkirtseva at the easel

Maria studied painting with the artist Rodolfo Julian, his course, designed for 7 years, was completed in two years, working tirelessly, she wrote more than 150 paintings and 200 drawings. Bashkirtseva’s exhibitions were a success; later critics would say that she could become the “Balzac of painting.”


Girl reading on a waterfall, circa 1882


Lilac. 1880


Meeting. 1884

Bashkirtseva’s fame was brought to her by her “Diary,” which she kept until her death. Its publication in France caused a real storm of interest in the extraordinary personality; in Russia, on the contrary, it was met with ambiguity. At the same time, Tolstoy, Chekhov, Khlebnikov, and Bryusov also read the diary. Marina Tsvetaeva highly appreciated Bashkirtseva’s talent; the poet’s “Evening Album” is dedicated to this unbroken spirit artist.

Autumn. 1883


Portrait of a girl


Rain umbrella. 1883

Maria had a presentiment that she was doomed to an early death, so as not to upset her relatives and not to become despondent herself, she worked tirelessly until last days life. She wrote a lot, visited her friend and mentor, artist Jules Bastien-Lepage, who was sick with cancer. At first she came to him herself, then Jules’ brother brought her, practically helpless, in his arms. Jules and Maria talked about painting as if nothing was happening, both were doomed, but sought solace in art. Maria Bashkirtseva was the first to leave on October 31, 1884.