6/18/2021
Olga Mayer
After two or three hours of work, the artist would get such a painful spasm of the jaw muscles that it was impossible to unclench his teeth and pull the brush out of his mouth.
Pilgrims from all over the world come to St. Xenia. And today, bending their knees before the white marble grave covering, they come to receive consolation in their sorrows and help in their good intentions, whispering: “Xeniushka, help!”
The great mind of the thinker was never able to understand the simplicity of the “mind of the heart.” Therein lies the tragedy of Leo Tolstoy.
We will forget those with whom we once laughed, but we will never forget the one who dried our tears.
