Muscovite from a good family dancing on the ice, and knows about happiness thing.
Галя Моррелл — мультимедийный художник, работающий в редком жанре перформанса на дрейфующем морском льду. Работы Моррелл — о мире, где нет границы между животными и людьми, жизнью и смертью, светом и мраком. Ее выставки проходят по всему миру.
In 2012, together with Greenland polarresearcher Ole Jorgen Hammekenom Morrell founded the initiative »Cultural Avannaao Expedition / Expedition Avannaa. Its purpose - preservation of the culture of indigenous peoples and help the artists of the most isolated places in the world.</em>
I learned a lot from the Arctic womenliving in extreme conditions: - 60 ° C, no running water and a toilet in the house, pitch dark outside and there is no road along which you can go at least somewhere. People fall through the ice, freeze and die, because there is no medicine. Such a fate, from the point of view of an ordinary person can be called a nightmare. This arctic women do not know what depression is. It is home to happy people, who have learned to be higher than their own destiny.
Eskimo love
I was 48 years old when I met herfavorite. The children finished school, I was preparing to flee the third marathon in Philadelphia opened my exhibition Arctic futuristic paintings: life is good.
All I knew about him - he GreenlandicEskimo and living on the largest island in the world, covered by 90% ice. Instead, the machine had 25 sled dogs for breakfast had raw seal for lunch - soup walrus heart. I was a vegetarian and had no doubt that live otstatok life in Manhattan. But it so happened that Uuli Yoorut came to our house - and it was love at first sight.
It's hard to jump out of the cocoon, which is convenientIt lives. It's hard to start a new life when about to turn 50, and the wife of a venture capitalist to become a hunter's wife in the polar bear. Waking up in a sledge surrounded by the howling of dogs and the twilight check the network - if the seal has got? It's hard for four months to wait for sunrise. Arctic teaches patience and love. It turned out that neither tolerate nor I did not know how to love - before met Uuli Yooruta.
Being above their own destiny
One Yakut woman who was born in 1919year and saw famine, war, arrests and deaths of children, he told me: »We must learn to be higher than their own destiny.» What it meant, I understood immediately. To live in a cocoon of comfort. But when you come out of it in you opens countless »bowels,» which hit the key, as the oil in Siberia, and allow the energy to live and to be flying above their own destiny.
В детстве я мечтала стать клоуном. Но родители отдали меня в хореографическую школу, потому что балериной быть правильнее, чем клоуном. Я полюбила танцевать, а в 13 лет меня отчислили за неперспективность: у меня были слишком тяжелые кости. Куда идти, о чем мечтать? Чтобы выяснить это, я стала корреспондентом радиостанции «Ровесники», а потом -газеты «Правда». Я носилась по окраинам страны
military, firefighters, construction workers, nomads. From the Baikonur Cosmodrome -on the BAM, with the North Pole - the parade on Red Square. I have lived a thousand lives and thus compensate for the lack of its own.
Разрушился СССР, и «Правды» не стало. Мне было 30, на руках двое малышей, жила я с ними одна. На работу меня не брали из-за сотрудничества с коммунистической газетой. Несколько месяцев спустя устроилась во французское издание — им неважно было мое прошлое. Полетела во Владивосток, чтобы проводить трех парней с переломанным позвоночником в путешествие через всю Россию на инвалидных колясках.
On the plane met with US militarypilot, businessman, got married and moved to New York, Manhattan. 20 years have passed. Her husband was a workaholic in constant flight, and I brought up the children. Life was comfortable and structured. In 2004 I started running marathons. When you run 42 km, there is time to think about a lot. And I thought, what would happen if suddenly all the comforts of life, gadgets and washing machines will disappear.
Will we be able to survive outside the cocoon?
That's what I decided to experience for yourself. Children studying in the universities, the house was empty. I remembered his flight to the Arctic to the North Pole as a reporter - as then I would like to dance with happiness, playing saxophone and flying. Then it was taken. And now I am no longer afraid of anything, because life - mine and she was alone.
My son Kevin took part in 15 yearsworld expedition on a small open boat. There he became acquainted with Greenland traveler and actor Ole Jorgen Hammekenom who knew about my previous Arctic epics, invited me to do a project for Inuit children living in the north of Greenland. Together with the American conductor Joel Shpigelmanom I created project - a ballet on the drifting ice.
In small towns do not have the scenes, but you can danceand on the ice. I put a mini-performances based on the old Eskimo legend, in which the seal is transformed into a woman who marries a fox, and they have born shorthead, and so on. In these tales are no boundaries between the world of humans and animals, life and death, light and darkness.
But first I had to explain to the children thata ballet. Here's how to explain to a person that is a tree, if he had never seen him, because there are no trees in Greenland ?! So it was as difficult to explain in words, and that is the ballet. It was easier just to show. I went out on the ice and dance on it at 20-degree frost. But it was worth it.
We Ole Jorgen Hammekenom created culturalexpedition »Avannaa», which travels on dogs and reindeer in the most remote villages in the world. And connects them - in isolation - a cultural bridge. Much in the way comprehend. In the north of Greenland, our tiny boat passed 4,000 km in drifting ice. Every day there was a storm.
И когда смерть так рядом — ее перестаешь бояться. Протяни руку — и дотронешься. Когда я была в горячих точках, боялась умереть. А здесь, в этих вечных льдах, была идеальная гармония.
И даже смерть здесь казалась естественной и красивой.
