The artist is Gerasimov
„I was drawn to the distance … everything seemed cute and good there ” – this youthful craving for distant wanderings in new places was read in the early version of the picture, but over time, the filling of this topic changed. More than once the artist wrote front -line roads with devastated fields around, awaiting revival. A deserted road with an endless string of telegraph poles is perceived by every time to touch the origins of Russian culture almost unambiguously. Boundless open spaces, deserts disturb the memory, turn thoughts to the past and at the same time eternal.