Glazunov Ilya Sergeevich death of his wife. Ilya Glazunov's love triangle

After the funeral of Nina Vinogradova-Benoit, her relatives stopped communicating with the artist

On July 9, Ilya GLAZUNOV passed away. “Today at 6.03 our dear father and grandfather died… We ask for your prayers for the newly-departed servant of God Elijah,” wrote his daughter Vera. Ilya Sergeevich died of heart failure. In the last year, the artist was sick a lot. They talked about a severe chronic illness, which, however, relatives tried not to spread. Right now, on the ninth day after death, the soul of this man appeared to worship before the Almighty. Now only God can judge him - and it remains for us to pray for mercy to the deceased.

He left at 87, being a believer. He painted on biblical subjects, saved icons, having collected a wonderful collection. Ilya Glazunov looked for them everywhere. I saw the icon of the 16th century "St. Nicholas in Life" on a trip to the North near Solvychegodsk, in a devastated church, converted into a machine and tractor station. The holy image was written on an old board, over which stood the engine. The artist looked for items of church utensils in antique shops and flea markets, including the famous Izmailovsky market. Together with my wife Nina Vinogradova-Benoit restored them, then entrusted this business to familiar restorers.

Son Ivan (left) with his wife, daughter Vera (third from right), GLAZUNOV's wife Inessa ORLOVA (right), grandchildren during farewell to Ilya Sergeevich

But for all his appeal to God, he was not a saint - the virtues in the soul of the artist closely coexisted with vices. This earthly, sinful side of Glazunov's life is associated primarily with women, whom he knew a lot. On the day when it became known about the death of the master, his great-aunt granddaughter Julia Goncharova shared a very personal one.

Ilya Glazunov died... the mysterious and tragic history of our family was connected with him. Nina Vinogradova-Benoit, my grandfather's cousin, married a then unknown young artist when she was 18. Her parents considered the marriage a misalliance. But somehow, after all, they lived together for 30 years ... until Nina committed suicide. In our family, a completely different version has always been quite harshly voiced. And all the relatives from my grandfather’s side stopped communicating with Glazunov after the funeral ... I tried to pull out at least some details, but the topic turned out to be like a bewitched one - it was closed for discussion once and for all. I sent an SMS to my mother today: Ilya Glazunov died. Received in response: the millstones of the Lord are grinding slowly but surely...

The tragedy that Yulia is talking about happened in 1986 - the day before the opening of Glazunov's solo exhibition. The artist's wife jumped out of the window.

The funeral ceremony for the People's Artist of the USSR was held by the vicar of the Patriarch, Bishop of Yegoryevsky Tikhon SHEVKUNOV

Nina: love and patience

Nina often appeared on her husband's canvases - beautiful and always sad. After the tragedy, someone will say about the bad fate of the heroes depicted in the paintings. But in the beginning there was love - strong to the point of self-sacrifice. Glazunov recalled:

One day I ran out of paint. There was no money, and then Nina came and, like a good fairy, held out a package: “Here are the paints. My parents gave me money. A few days later, a green ticket fell out of her passport. I read on it: "Donor's lunch." My wife sold her blood and traded it for dyes!

Officially, he was married only once. Nina Alexandrovna Vinogradova-Benois, an art historian and theater designer, came from a famous family that gave the world famous architects, sculptors and painters.

Glazunov was reproached: they say, he clung to a high-profile surname. The master didn't care about the gossip. He did not hide: Nina is the only woman from whom he wanted to have children. In 1969, the couple had a son, Vanya, and four years later, their daughter Vera was born.

Nina VINOGRADOVA-BENOIS

Why did everything end so terribly? Nina was found under the windows of the workshop in the famous Mosselprom House in Kalashny Lane. There were rumors that the woman was terminally ill and that her mind was clouded. But they also said something else: someone “helped” Nina fall out of the window. The deceased was wearing a fur hat - allegedly she put it on so that her husband would not see her broken face. But Ilya Sergeevich insisted: the hat was someone else's, there was no such hat at home.

Six months later, from the 83rd police station, they will bring me her wedding ring with a cardboard tied to it - on the tag it was written with a simple pencil: “Nina Alexandrovna Vinogradova-Benoit, year of birth 1936, died on May 24, 1986 ...” They beat me - got into it. Through the black fog of grief, I hardly remember those terrible days of her death... Why didn't they give me her wedding ring for half a year? - recalled Glazunov.

On the window on the top floor of the same house where the misfortune happened, a charcoal drawing was attached for a long time: a woman's face on a white sheet. Most likely, it was a portrait of Nina. The only woman whom Ilya Sergeevich truly loved.

Larisa KADOCHNIKOVA, the former favorite model and muse of the master, came to see him off on his last journey

Larisa: temptation and passion

They say that Vinogradova-Benoit knew about her husband's numerous hobbies, but she tried to convince herself that this was inevitable: the artist constantly needed a muse. And she herself pushed the inspirers to her husband, who quickly found themselves in his bed.

In 1957, at an exhibition of her husband's paintings, she met a star of Soviet cinema Nina Alisova with 18 year old daughter Larisa Kadochnikova.

What extraordinary eyes your girl has, she admired. She introduced the young ladies to her husband, invited him to paint a portrait of Lara.

When the girl came to the workshop, Glazunov looked at her from all sides, and then pulled the cheap clips off her ears:

A strange oval, disturbing black eyes, suffering and causing suffering. What I was looking for. Heroines had such faces Dostoevsky…

He was overweight, a little baggy, with amazing eyes. He had some kind of indescribable magnetism, Lara recalled.

From that moment on, she became not just Glazunov's muse - she was his property, the location of which the artist, who was gaining popularity, had to know every minute. He burst with flowers in the audience of VGIK, where his beloved studied, endlessly called. If Larisa could not come to the workshop, he ran to Dorogomilovka, where she lived, in the middle of the night:

Where have you been? With whom?

We were detained at the run of the performance.

Why didn't you call?

Did not make it.

You have a frightened look... You're lying!

It all ended with Glazunov slamming the door and running out of the apartment in a rage. Larisa sobbed all night. And in the morning he called and asked for forgiveness. They reconciled, and for some time Ilya calmed down. Then it all started all over again: where did you go, with whom, why? ..

The painter and his wife Inessa often visited the flea market in Izmailovo...

This relationship continued for three years. Did Nina know? Of course.

Once we crossed paths with her in the workshop, - said Kadochnikova. Nina was natural and friendly. “Does he know nothing? I thought. - But this is impossible! I would not be able to smile at my husband's mistress ... "

Nina turned a blind eye to his betrayals. And Glazunov was quite satisfied with the “free marriage”.

Larisa got pregnant. Hearing the news, Ilya just shrugged his shoulders:

You can give birth, but I'm not ready to be a father.

Larisa's mother invited Glazunov home:

You must decide something. You can't bully a girl like that.

... where they found very valuable gizmos

The artist said straight away:

I love Larissa. But there can be no question of any marriage. I will never divorce my wife.

And Lara went for an abortion. That first time, it was still possible to fix everything. Kadochnikova quickly recovered, even went with Glazunov to the Crimea. Feeling guilty, Ilya was caring and gentle. But the nightmare soon recurred. Larisa became pregnant again and killed the child again. She was not destined to become a mother.

I continued to meet with Ilya for some time, - Larisa Valentinovna recalled. - It was no longer love, but some kind of obsession, hypnosis.

Finally they parted. They began to discuss something, argued - and almost simultaneously said: “That's enough!”

I was told that shortly before our last meeting, Glazunov was summoned to the “competent” authorities and asked to decide on his personal life, Kadochnikova said. - He had an exhibition abroad, but only an artist with an impeccable reputation could be released there. Here he is determined.

After parting with the artist, Kadochnikova married twice and served for many years at the National Theater of Russian Drama. Lesia Ukrainka in Kyiv.

Incoming Muses: Jealousy and Vanity

After Larisa, the master had many different admirers. Girlfriends, as much as they could, endured the difficult nature of the genius, used his money, and then disappeared. The artist himself kicked out one enchantress, finding him in bed with his own driver. Another former kept woman of the master recalled:

He is generous, showered with fur coats, cars, tsatskami. But very jealous. I somehow went to the dentist with Glazunov's personal driver, got into a traffic jam. There were no mobile phones then. So, on the way, when the car stopped, I ran to call Ilya from the payphone and reported where I was. Nothing is needed here - neither his money, nor himself. Thank God, Ilya Sergeevich let me go in peace.

Inessa ORLOVA

Inessa: mercy and peace

Until the last days of the master next to him was Inessa Orlova- the director of his art gallery on Volkhonka, 13. They met on the street - Inessa was going to the conservatory. Glazunov will later say that he was struck by her beautiful face.

I'm an artist, I want to draw you! he exclaimed. He was over 60, she was 45, but his masculine charm, a kind of bohemianism, always present in his appearance, played a role. For more than 20 years, Inessa Dmitrievna surrounded him with attention, care and love.

I think she will not betray me, I completely trust her, although I do not trust anyone - especially women, - the master said shortly before his death.

Strokes for a portrait

• Ilya Sergeevich Glazunov Born in Leningrad in 1930, graduated from the Repin Academic Institute of Painting, Sculpture and Architecture.
• His mother, Olga Flug, belonged to an ancient family, dating back to the Czech Queen Lubusha, the founder of Prague. In the 18th century, one of her descendants, Gottfried Flug, came to St. Petersburg at the invitation Peter I- teach fortification and mathematics.
• During the blockade of Leningrad, the future artist lost almost his entire family. “My father was dying painfully hard. Wrapped up in a coat, he lay on the bed and loudly, drawlingly shouted on one note: “Ah-ah-ah-ah!” The doctor then said that dad had an attack of hungry psychosis. Mom, trying to calm me down, repeated: “Don't be afraid, Ilyusha. We all will die". Once I opened the door to the next room and recoiled in horror when I saw two rats jumping off my aunt's face, ”Glazunov recalled.
• Ilya was saved from starvation by his uncle, his father's brother, the chief pathologist of the North-Western Front. 12-year-old Ilyusha was taken to the Novgorod region. And my mother stayed in the city. The boy received three letters from her. In April 1942, communication was permanently interrupted.
• The first exhibition of the artist's works took place in Moscow in 1957. His thesis, Roads of War, about the retreat of the Red Army, was banned as contrary to Soviet ideology.
• Gallery on Volkhonka, 13 helped the artist to open Yuri Luzhkov. Upon learning that the artist was being charged $300,000 for renting halls in the Manege, the mayor roared: “Yes, they went berserk!” - and muddied a grandiose reconstruction.
• Since 1987, Glazunov has served as rector of the Russian Academy of Painting, Sculpture and Architecture.

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• In 2009, the then Prime Minister of the Russian Federation Vladimir Putin, considering the painting “Prince Oleg and Igor” (1972), he noticed that the sword of Prince Oleg is a bit short: “It looks like a penknife in his hands. It's like they're cutting sausage." Glazunov undertook to correct the oversight and praised the "good eye" of the head of the Russian government.

After the funeral of Nina Vinogradova-Benoit, her relatives stopped communicating with the artist.

On July 9, Ilya GLAZUNOV passed away. “Today at 6.03 our dear father and grandfather died… We ask for your prayers for the newly-departed servant of God Elijah,” wrote his daughter Vera. Ilya Sergeevich died of heart failure. In the last year, the artist was sick a lot. They talked about a severe chronic illness, which, however, relatives tried not to spread. Right now, on the ninth day after death, the soul of this man appeared to worship before the Almighty. Now only God can judge him - and it remains for us to pray for mercy to the deceased.

He left at 87, being a believer. He painted on biblical subjects, saved icons, having collected a wonderful collection. Ilya Glazunov looked for them everywhere. I saw the icon of the 16th century "St. Nicholas in Life" on a trip to the North near Solvychegodsk, in a devastated church, converted into a machine and tractor station. The holy image was written on an old board, over which stood the engine. The artist looked for items of church utensils in antique shops and flea markets, including the famous Izmailovsky market. Together with my wife Nina Vinogradova-Benoit restored them, then entrusted this business to familiar restorers.

Son Ivan (left) with his wife, daughter Vera (third from right), GLAZUNOV's wife Inessa ORLOVA (right), grandchildren during farewell to Ilya Sergeevich

But for all his appeal to God, he was not a saint - the virtues in the soul of the artist closely coexisted with vices. This earthly, sinful side of Glazunov's life is associated primarily with women, whom he knew a lot. On the day when it became known about the death of the master, his great-aunt granddaughter Julia Goncharova shared a very personal one.

Ilya Glazunov died... the mysterious and tragic history of our family was connected with him. Nina Vinogradova-Benoit, my grandfather's cousin, married a then unknown young artist when she was 18. Her parents considered the marriage a misalliance. But somehow, after all, they lived together for 30 years ... until Nina committed suicide. In our family, a completely different version has always been quite harshly voiced. And all the relatives from my grandfather’s side stopped communicating with Glazunov after the funeral ... I tried to pull out at least some details, but the topic turned out to be like a bewitched one - it was closed for discussion once and for all. I sent an SMS to my mother today: Ilya Glazunov died. Received in response: the millstones of the Lord are grinding slowly but surely...

The tragedy that Yulia is talking about happened in 1986 - the day before the opening of Glazunov's solo exhibition. The artist's wife jumped out of the window.

The funeral ceremony for the People's Artist of the USSR was held by the vicar of the Patriarch, Bishop of Yegoryevsky Tikhon SHEVKUNOV

Nina: love and patience

Nina often appeared on her husband's canvases - beautiful and always sad. After the tragedy, someone will say about the bad fate of the heroes depicted in the paintings. But in the beginning there was love - strong to the point of self-sacrifice. Glazunov recalled:

One day I ran out of paint. There was no money, and then Nina came and, like a good fairy, held out a package: “Here are the paints. My parents gave me money. A few days later, a green ticket fell out of her passport. I read on it: "Donor's lunch." My wife sold her blood and traded it for dyes!

Officially, he was married only once. Nina Alexandrovna Vinogradova-Benois, an art historian and theater designer, came from a famous family that gave the world famous architects, sculptors and painters.

Glazunov was reproached: they say, he clung to a high-profile surname. The master didn't care about the gossip. He did not hide: Nina is the only woman from whom he wanted to have children. In 1969, the couple had a son, Vanya, and four years later, their daughter Vera was born.

Nina VINOGRADOVA-BENOIS

Why did everything end so terribly? Nina was found under the windows of the workshop in the famous Mosselprom House in Kalashny Lane. There were rumors that the woman was terminally ill and that her mind was clouded. But they also said something else: someone “helped” Nina fall out of the window. The deceased was wearing a fur hat - allegedly she put it on so that her husband would not see her broken face. But Ilya Sergeevich insisted: the hat was someone else's, there was no such hat at home.

Six months later, from the 83rd police station, they will bring me her wedding ring with a cardboard tied to it - on the tag it was written with a simple pencil: “Nina Alexandrovna Vinogradova-Benoit, year of birth 1936, died on May 24, 1986 ...” They beat me - got into it. Through the black fog of grief, I hardly remember those terrible days of her death... Why didn't they give me her wedding ring for half a year? - recalled Glazunov.

On the window on the top floor of the same house where the misfortune happened, a charcoal drawing was attached for a long time: a woman's face on a white sheet. Most likely, it was a portrait of Nina. The only woman whom Ilya Sergeevich truly loved.

Larisa KADOCHNIKOVA, the former favorite model and muse of the master, came to see him off on his last journey

Larisa: temptation and passion

They say that Vinogradova-Benoit knew about her husband's numerous hobbies, but she tried to convince herself that this was inevitable: the artist constantly needed a muse. And she herself pushed the inspirers to her husband, who quickly found themselves in his bed.

In 1957, at an exhibition of her husband's paintings, she met a star of Soviet cinema Nina Alisova with 18 year old daughter Larisa Kadochnikova.

What extraordinary eyes your girl has, she admired. She introduced the young ladies to her husband, invited him to paint a portrait of Lara.

When the girl came to the workshop, Glazunov looked at her from all sides, and then pulled the cheap clips off her ears:

A strange oval, disturbing black eyes, suffering and causing suffering. What I was looking for. Heroines had such faces Dostoevsky…

He was overweight, a little baggy, with amazing eyes. He had some kind of indescribable magnetism, Lara recalled.

From that moment on, she became not just Glazunov's muse - she was his property, the location of which the artist, who was gaining popularity, had to know every minute. He burst with flowers in the audience of VGIK, where his beloved studied, endlessly called. If Larisa could not come to the workshop, he ran to Dorogomilovka, where she lived, in the middle of the night:

Where have you been? With whom?

We were detained at the run of the performance.

Why didn't you call?

Did not make it.

You have a frightened look... You're lying!

It all ended with Glazunov slamming the door and running out of the apartment in a rage. Larisa sobbed all night. And in the morning he called and asked for forgiveness. They reconciled, and for some time Ilya calmed down. Then it all started all over again: where did you go, with whom, why? ..

The painter and his wife Inessa often visited the flea market in Izmailovo...

This relationship continued for three years. Did Nina know? Of course.

Once we crossed paths with her in the workshop, - said Kadochnikova. Nina was natural and friendly. “Does he know nothing? I thought. - But this is impossible! I would not be able to smile at my husband's mistress ... "

Nina turned a blind eye to his betrayals. And Glazunov was quite satisfied with the “free marriage”.

Larisa got pregnant. Hearing the news, Ilya just shrugged his shoulders:

You can give birth, but I'm not ready to be a father.

Larisa's mother invited Glazunov home:

You must decide something. You can't bully a girl like that.

... where they found very valuable gizmos

The artist said straight away:

I love Larissa. But there can be no question of any marriage. I will never divorce my wife.

And Lara went for an abortion. That first time, it was still possible to fix everything. Kadochnikova quickly recovered, even went with Glazunov to the Crimea. Feeling guilty, Ilya was caring and gentle. But the nightmare soon recurred. Larisa became pregnant again and killed the child again. She was not destined to become a mother.

I continued to meet with Ilya for some time, - Larisa Valentinovna recalled. - It was no longer love, but some kind of obsession, hypnosis.

Finally they parted. They began to discuss something, argued - and almost simultaneously said: “That's enough!”

I was told that shortly before our last meeting, Glazunov was summoned to the “competent” authorities and asked to decide on his personal life, Kadochnikova said. - He had an exhibition abroad, but only an artist with an impeccable reputation could be released there. Here he is determined.

After parting with the artist, Kadochnikova married twice and served for many years at the National Theater of Russian Drama. Lesia Ukrainka in Kyiv.

Incoming Muses: Jealousy and Vanity

After Larisa, the master had many different admirers. Girlfriends, as much as they could, endured the difficult nature of the genius, used his money, and then disappeared. The artist himself kicked out one enchantress, finding him in bed with his own driver. Another former kept woman of the master recalled:

He is generous, showered with fur coats, cars, tsatskami. But very jealous. I somehow went to the dentist with Glazunov's personal driver, got into a traffic jam. There were no mobile phones then. So, on the way, when the car stopped, I ran to call Ilya from the payphone and reported where I was. Nothing is needed here - neither his money, nor himself. Thank God, Ilya Sergeevich let me go in peace.

Inessa ORLOVA

Inessa: mercy and peace

Until the last days of the master next to him was Inessa Orlova- the director of his art gallery on Volkhonka, 13. They met on the street - Inessa was going to the conservatory. Glazunov will later say that he was struck by her beautiful face.

I'm an artist, I want to draw you! he exclaimed. He was over 60, she was 45, but his masculine charm, a kind of bohemianism, always present in his appearance, played a role. For more than 20 years, Inessa Dmitrievna surrounded him with attention, care and love.

I think she will not betray me, I completely trust her, although I do not trust anyone - especially women, - the master said shortly before his death.

Strokes for a portrait

• Ilya Sergeevich Glazunov Born in Leningrad in 1930, graduated from the Repin Academic Institute of Painting, Sculpture and Architecture.
• His mother, Olga Flug, belonged to an ancient family, dating back to the Czech Queen Lubusha, the founder of Prague. In the 18th century, one of her descendants, Gottfried Flug, came to St. Petersburg at the invitation Peter I- teach fortification and mathematics.
• During the blockade of Leningrad, the future artist lost almost his entire family. “My father was dying painfully hard. Wrapped up in a coat, he lay on the bed and loudly, drawlingly shouted on one note: “Ah-ah-ah-ah!” The doctor then said that dad had an attack of hungry psychosis. Mom, trying to calm me down, repeated: “Don't be afraid, Ilyusha. We all will die". Once I opened the door to the next room and recoiled in horror when I saw two rats jumping off my aunt's face, ”Glazunov recalled.
• Ilya was saved from starvation by his uncle, his father's brother, the chief pathologist of the North-Western Front. 12-year-old Ilyusha was taken to the Novgorod region. And my mother stayed in the city. The boy received three letters from her. In April 1942, communication was permanently interrupted.
• The first exhibition of the artist's works took place in Moscow in 1957. His thesis, Roads of War, about the retreat of the Red Army, was banned as contrary to Soviet ideology.
• Gallery on Volkhonka, 13 helped the artist to open Yuri Luzhkov. Upon learning that the artist was being charged $300,000 for renting halls in the Manege, the mayor roared: “Yes, they went berserk!” - and muddied a grandiose reconstruction.
• Since 1987, Glazunov has served as rector of the Russian Academy of Painting, Sculpture and Architecture.

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DISCOVERED ON THE INTERNET…

Three years of humiliation and two abortions. This is what the actress Larisa Kadochnikova got after she became the mistress of Ilya Glazunov at the age of 18. Larisa told about her story in the new issue of the Caravan of History magazine. In particular, she described her first meeting with the artist in 1957. She was then a student, he was already a well-known "worker of art". Somehow, in passing, Glazunov suggested that the girl pose for him a little. She agreed.

In vain, women are surprised: "I did not expect that he would be so cruel." The dictator usually manifests himself immediately, almost from the first minutes. So Glazunov first pulled off her clips from a virtually unfamiliar girl - he said that this was ugliness. Another would say: “What are you allowing yourself to do?”. But Larisa even began to make excuses. Everything. Bingo! The sadist realized that he had found his victim. Understood, most likely unconsciously, intuitively. Skin. And she, a child who grew up without a father, I'm sure, realized that she had found "her man", a daddy who knows everything, obeyed and put her tail between her legs. Thus began three years of pandemonium. His control, dictatorial habits, the desire to remake her to her taste - she took all this classic behavior of "domestic tyrants" for love, although her friends constantly asked her: "Why do you need this?" ... And in parallel, another female tragedy developed - the artist's wife.

... Glazunov seated me on a stool and slowly began to look at me, like some kind of statue. I felt uncomfortable. And I had clip-ons on that day. Very fashionable, but cheap, plastic. Ilya grimaced when he saw them, pulled them off my ears and said irritably:
- What an ugliness! You can't wear this.
He suddenly switched to "you".
“They are simple, of course,” I began, but Glazunov interrupted:
- How can you not understand! Modern crafts, rough and vulgar, are contraindicated for such a person as yours ... - I quieted down, and he continued in some incomprehensible delight: - Strange oval, anxious black eyes, suffering and making suffer. What I was looking for. Dostoevsky's heroines had such faces...

...Three hours flew by like one moment. I didn’t even notice when Ilya managed to draw me, and with difficulty returned to reality. We started seeing each other almost every day. At first they only worked and talked - about literature, painting, history. Glazunov's knowledge in various fields of knowledge was amazing. I listened with my mouth open. And as soon as he called, she rushed to the workshop at the agreed time, since there was no one to forbid it. Mom left again, and my grandmother did not interfere in my affairs.

... Once we said goodbye after the session, and I went home by trolleybus. It took quite a long time to get there and all the way I thought about Ilya. For some reason my heart was worried. I entered the entrance, took the elevator to the third floor and was stunned - standing at our door was ... Glazunov.
I got lost:
- How did you get here? What for?
- I don't know. Suddenly I realized that I could not part with you.
At that moment, a spark ran between us. I felt like I was being electrocuted. She froze with sweet horror and thought: “Lord, this cannot be! I love him!" In some incomprehensible way, in just a few short meetings, this person became for me the closest and dearest person on earth.

... In an affair with Glazunov, I rushed into a whirlpool. Before that, there was no experience - just a couple of innocent school stories. I really fell in love with Ilya, I could not live a single day without him. And he could hardly do without me. If it was not possible to meet, he called ten times a day, came home or to the institute. He said that I was his muse. How many times it happened: I'm sitting in class and suddenly the door opens - Ilya. All eyes immediately turn to him. The teacher grumbles unhappily. And he, as if not noticing anything, calls: “Larisa! Larisa! I blush and show signs that I can’t get out. Elijah insists. Nothing to do, I run out into the corridor. It turns out that the beloved was worried because in the morning he did not have time to talk to me on the phone, and in the afternoon no one picked up the phone from us.
- So what? - I'm perplexed.
“You never know what could have happened,” Ilya hisses. - And in general, I must know where you are and what you are doing, otherwise I cannot work!
- You know very well that I'm at the institute!
- So call in the break between classes! Say you miss me!
And I throw myself on his neck ... He was so ardent and at the same time so gentle and caring! In a sense, Glazunov replaced my father, whose absence I felt so keenly from early childhood, and even ... my mother. Due to her constant travels, we rarely had the opportunity to keep secrets like a woman, to talk heart to heart.

... Glazunov said that art is the main reason for its existence. And he worked around the clock. His days were scheduled to the minute. I often heard: “N will come at twelve. At one, they are waiting at the embassy. At three I'm going to the publishing house. Then - a session until the evening. We'll meet at my place at eleven." And try to forget or be late!

Portraits by Ilya Glazunov of different years: Brezhnev, Luzhkov.

... Ilya's portraits delighted clients. Moreover, he wrote them in three or four hours! By the way, my beloved never gave me a single portrait of me - he believed that only an artist has the right to his work.
In those years, I wore quite catchy makeup. She circled her eyes with a black pencil, smeared her lips with red lipstick. Glazunov praised me. I thought that I painted in my own style - Dostoevsky's femme fatales. He said: “You must definitely highlight the eyes and lips. The image is more expressive and dramatic. But Ilya did not recognize trousers on me! "Dostoevsky's Woman" they definitely did not fit. I didn't argue. I did everything as Glazunov wanted. His charm extended not only to me. If desired, he could charm any woman. Later I learned that Glazunov's wife Nina, even when they were in Leningrad, donated blood in order to buy paints for her beloved with the proceeds!

Left: Glazunov with his wife Nina and children, right: mistress Larisa.

...Once we crossed paths with her in the workshop. I was nervous: the novel by Glazunov and Alisova's daughter was discussed by all secular Moscow. But Nina behaved so naturally and friendly that bewilderment replaced anxiety. “Does he know nothing? I thought. - But this is impossible! I wouldn't be able to smile at my husband's mistress. Perhaps she has a different temperament ... "
Of course, everything was much simpler: Nina, who was madly in love with her husband, turned a blind eye to his betrayals, if only he would stay with her. And Glazunov was quite satisfied with such a "free" marriage. He almost immediately made it clear that he would not leave his wife, although I did not even stutter about it. Only once did she mention that she had always dreamed of marrying out of great love. Ilya looked at me like I was a complete idiot: “Marriage grounds a person’s creative aspirations. And our lives belong to art. And our relationship is above this obsolete convention.
At the same time, he frankly took advantage of Nina's kindness and self-sacrifice. After all, she was a very gifted artist, but she abandoned her own career for the sake of her beloved Ilyusha. She became not only his wife, but also a nanny, a housekeeper, a secretary. How could such a treasure be exchanged for some kind of muse, of which Glazunov - both before and after me - had a lot.

... Theater director Anatoly Efros immediately grabbed me:
- Larisa, you should work in the theater. Such one-hundred-percent hits, as you have in this performance, happen rarely.
- And Ilya thinks that I need to act.
- Well, then you will star in a hundred other films! Cinema is not going anywhere. And such roles in the theater may not exist.
- There is also a good role. And the script is interesting. Ilya says - we must go.
- Yes, what did you do - Ilya and Ilya! It's time for you to live your mind. And build your own career. Nothing will work with Glazunov anyway.
- Have you all agreed, or what? I got angry. - Recently, all I hear from all sides: Glazunov is such and such, get away from him. And you are there too! And in general - this is not your last performance. We'll work some more.
- All right, let's rehearse "Dreams of Simone Machar" by Bertolt Brecht, - suggested Efros. You are absolutely perfect Simone.
- No, not now, after filming. I'll come and let's get started.
But he didn't wait for me. Found Olga Yakovleva. And for many years she became the "main" actress of Anatoly Efros. And she - if not for my blind love for Glazunov - could be me ...

... Many people advised me to quit, but I did not listen. And she wondered: why do these people dislike Ilya so much? At VGIK, some teachers and students simply could not stand him. The guys from our company - Gena Shpalikov, Sasha Knyazhinsky, Yura Ilyenko - said that I had gone crazy, that I wasted the best years of my life on a narcissistic and cruel person. I thought it was jealousy and envy. Glazunov was handsome, charming, successful and famous. And his “critics” still had to prove what they were capable of.

... The girls sympathized with me:
- Lariska, you have become completely transparent with this artist. Skin and bones. He drank all the blood out of you.
- Nonsense, - I fought back. - I just have such a constitution. And food is not always possible.
- Come on, what do we not understand?!
But I really didn't eat well.
I didn’t have breakfast in the morning, I didn’t feel like it, and then I sat hungry in VGIK until the evening. In order to grab some dried-up pie, it was necessary to arrive early at the buffet and stand in a long line, for which there was neither time nor desire. Ilya, to whom I almost always went after class, had no food. At best - tea with bagels or sandwiches. Glazunov did not deal with everyday life, he had Nina for this. With me, she did not appear in the workshop. I didn't host there.
She returned home at night and immediately fell into bed. I had to get up quite early to catch the first couple. Lateness or absenteeism was out of the question. Our master, Olga Ivanovna Pyzhova, mercilessly kicked out negligent students.

... I left for the shooting of the film "Vasily Surikov", so Ilya rushed after me, since they were based not far from Moscow. I played the artist's first wife, Elizaveta Avgustovna, who died of a heart defect and transient consumption at a very young age. Glazunov adored Surikov, considered himself an expert on him and tortured me with advice on how to play. Fortunately, he was not allowed to the site, otherwise I simply would not have been able to work. I breathed a sigh of relief when he left for Moscow.
Cameraman Gavriil Egiazarov, who later became a director and shot many wonderful films, treated me like a daughter. At the beginning of filming, I remember, everyone lamented that I looked bad:
- Well, where do I put these veins and bones? How to shoot you?
And he tried to somehow influence me:
- Larisa, find a good guy, free, young. Why do you need this married artist? He will drive you into a coffin!
- And Ilya likes the way I look. The worse he is, the better.

Glazunov's illustrations for Dostoevsky's works.

... Glazunov made scenes for any reason. If I could not escape to the workshop, I ran to Dorogomilovka in the middle of the night:
- Where have you been? With whom?
- We were detained at the run of the performance.
- Why didn't you call?
- Did not make it.
- You have such a frightened look... You're lying!
Elijah, listen...
- No, you listen to me!
It all ended with Glazunov slamming the door and running out of the apartment in a rage, and I sobbed until morning, unable to sleep. In the morning he usually called and asked for forgiveness. Or he came to VGIK in the afternoon with a bouquet of flowers. We made up, and for a while he calmed down. And then it all started all over again: where did you go, with whom, why? ..

... Glazunov clearly believed that my life belonged to him, and kept it under vigilant control. What I once took for tender care turned out to be the jealous dictates of a capricious star. Sometimes I felt that Ilya deliberately aggravated the situation, creating an elephant out of a fly. He turned himself on and me, and then, having had enough of strong emotions, like a vampire with blood, he calmed down and apologized. No wonder he loved Dostoevsky so much, his heroes often did the same. And Glazunov tried to turn our relationship into some kind of “dostoevism”.
Some people need to constantly quarrel, sort things out in order to maintain the flame of love. Glazunov artificially created tension, thus fanning the creative "fire". He liked to say: "For every moment of happiness and creative takeoff, you need to pay with blood and suffering." I don’t know how he is, but I paid for my love in full ...

It didn't take long for me to realize that I was pregnant. Stomach problems had happened before, and I did not attach serious importance to the nausea that occurred every now and then. I took pills, but they didn't go away. But there was a wild weakness. Once I almost fell at the institute in a dance lesson. His head swam, his eyes darkened. I was barely able to catch up. The girls decided that it was a hungry swoon:
- Lariska, have you not eaten anything again?
- Yes, what kind of food, when you feel sick all the time.
- Doesn't it pull on salty? they laughed. - You're not pregnant, are you? Go check it out.
Went down. And I found out that I would have a child. She left the doctor in shock. I was just a girl and didn't know what to do. I decided to consult with Ilya. He just shrugged his shoulders when he heard that he would become a father:
- So, what is next?
- Farther? - I was surprised. - Pregnancy usually ends in childbirth.
- Do you really want a baby? - in turn, he was surprised.
- And what could be more beautiful than giving birth from a loved one?
- Of course, you can give birth, - he said, - but personally I'm not ready to become a father. Now this is completely inappropriate.
And that's it. Do as you know.

... I don’t know what my mother was counting on by inviting Glazunov to us. That he recognizes the child? Marry me? Ilya immediately said as he cut off:
I don't intend to get divorced.
- And what will happen to Larisa, Ilyusha? - mournfully whined mother. - The girl will lose everything if she gives birth.
“Then let her have an abortion,” he replied just as harshly. - I already told Larisa, the child is not the time for me now. But of course, it's up to you to decide. This is your women's business.
She still tried to pity him - to no avail. After Glazunov left, my mother said: “All men are equally cruel. Even brilliant ones. Ilya did not care what would happen to me. In the life of the great artist, whom he considered himself to be, there was no place for such annoying trifles as the muse's pregnancy.
Mom was terribly worried. And I didn't really understand what was going on. I felt so bad all the time! It's scary to remember. I suffered, suffered, and went for an abortion.

... Life seems to be getting better. Glazunov and I even went to the Crimea, to Gurzuf. It was wonderful there. Sun, sea, fruits. In this paradise, even Ilya relaxed a little, became softer, more humane. But he still ran to the post office, called and sent telegrams. He was incorrigible. And soon after my arrival from Gurzuf, I unexpectedly received a letter from Nina.
It turns out that while her husband and I were in the Crimea, she also rested somewhere, alone. She did not accuse me or Ilya of anything. On the contrary, she absolved us of all sins and admired me as a woman and a creative person. She wrote: “You are the sky. And I am the land on which Ilya walks. But he cannot do without this firmament, nor without this height. He needs both of us." With this letter, she, as it were, gave permission for our romance. Nina also believed that an artist should have a muse. And recognizing me as this muse, she agreed to fade into the background. She dedicated her life to Glazunov. What did a few years of my humiliation and insults mean compared to this sacrifice?! Did I feel guilty towards Nina? No, only reciprocal admiration - the breadth of her personality and views. I was very young, in love, which means I thought only about myself and my feelings.

... A few months later, the nightmare recurred - I became pregnant again. And she was ready to howl from anguish, realizing that this child would also have to be killed. I wouldn't have pulled it out on my own. And Glazunov was still interested only in his work.
"Slip" the second time failed. After the abortion, she was ill for a very long time, although a good doctor did it. Problems began in the female part, I never became a mother ...

... I continued to meet with Ilya for some time. It was no longer love, but some kind of obsession, hypnosis. For too long, he hammered into my head that I should be with him and live only his life. I lived with her for three years. Some people already perceived Larisa Kadochnikova exclusively as Glazunov's mistress. And with pleasure savored the details of our life.

Larisa with Vyacheslav Tikhonov in the film "Midshipman Panin".

... Being pregnant for the second time, I starred with Mikhail Schweitzer and his wife Sofya Milkina in the film "Michman Panin". The main role was played by Vyacheslav Tikhonov. I was a French dancer in a rather short but very effective episode. They made me up and dressed me amazingly. I still look and wonder how great I look! But it was hard to keep up. Toxicosis, like the first time, was terrible.
I remember once I arrived at the studio, got dressed, put on make-up and went out into the corridor. I felt sick, I leaned against the door and heard the make-up artists gossip:
- Did you see the beauty? Barely breathes. Pregnant. Do you know from whom? From the artist Glazunov.
Yes, he is married.
- So what? The wife is aware. They are in love together. These young artists have no shame or conscience.
And suddenly the voice of Tikhonov was heard. He was still wearing makeup.
- Well, stop now! I don't want to hear another bad word about this woman. How are you not ashamed to say that?!

... Now my mother persistently persuaded me to leave Ilya. She explained that in the last year one should think about work and entering the theater, and not about love. I knew she was right. All the more so since recently Glazunov had less and less time for me. He was wildly busy.

... I did not follow the life and work of Glazunov, but the news of the death of his wife Nina shocked me. I was struck by a terrible detail: Nina jumped out of the window in a fur hat. She did not want her husband to see her disfigured face for the last time. It was such a pity for the woman who sacrificed everything for Glazunov, but, obviously, found neither happiness, nor meaning, nor gratitude ...

Ilya Glazunov is a supporter of the monarchy, estate privileges and restrictions, an opponent of democracy and equality of rights. On February 9, 2012, he was officially registered as a confidant of the candidate for the President of the Russian Federation and the current Prime Minister Vladimir Putin.

... About five years ago, one Russian TV channel began to "get" me in a program about Glazunov. With Ilya agreed to shoot me in his gallery. He promised to participate too. We arrived at Volkhonka, I began to pose near the paintings, but Glazunov was still absent and absent. An assistant came up who has been working with Ilya for a long time and knows me.
- Larisa, you have not changed much, you have only gotten a little better, but in principle you have remained the same.
- Where is Ilya? I asked.
- Oh, he has problems with his throat, even had a small operation. He will not come.

Larisa Kadochnikova.

I could hardly resist an ironic remark. And I was surprised to myself: is Glazunov really afraid to meet? Well, just think - they would talk, laugh, remember their youth. Still, it has grown. Whatever it is, I don't hold a grudge against him.
Much more often than any resentment and torment, I remember the happy hours and days that we spent together. I loved Ilya, admired his paintings and himself. Otherwise, I would not have been able to endure this complex and capricious genius for three years. Maybe because I suffered so much with him, I took place as an actress. Pyzhova was right - suffering for good. They strengthen the soul.

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On July 9, it became known that the artist Ilya Glazunov died at the age of 88. His work raised many questions, art connoisseurs grimaced and said that his works had nothing to do with real painting - they say, this is "semi-surrogate realism and escheat eclecticism."

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And relatives of the artist discussed completely different things. “Ilya Glazunov died… the mysterious and tragic story of our family was connected with him,” Yulia Goncharova, the artist’s great-aunt, wrote on her page on the social network. “Nina Vinogradova-Benoit, my grandfather’s cousin, married a then unknown young artist when she was 18. Her parents considered the marriage a misalliance, but somehow they lived together for 30 years ... until Nina committed suicide. "

“In our family, a completely different version was always quite harshly voiced. And that’s it, all the relatives from the grandfather’s side stopped communicating with Glazunov after the funeral ... I tried to pull out at least some details, but the topic turned out to be enchanted - closed for discussion once and Forever. I wrote an SMS to my mother today: Ilya Glazunov died. Received in response: the millstones of the Lord are grinding slowly but surely ... "- continues Yulia.

What kind of tragedy happened in the family? September 22, 1986 in the Leningrad Manege was to open a personal exhibition of Glazunov. And on the eve of the capital, terrible news spread around: the wife of the master, Nina Vinogradova-Benoit, died. Her lifeless body was found under the windows of the workshop of the famous "Mosselprom house" in Kalashny Lane. It was said that due to an incurable illness, her mind could become clouded and she decided to commit suicide.

According to another version, Nina was "helped" to fall out of the window... But the woman's death remained a mystery. As well as why she put on a hat before jumping. Although there is an explanation for this fact: Nina was afraid that her husband would see her disfigured face.

“Six months later, from the 83rd police station, they will bring me her wedding ring with a cardboard tied to it - on the tag it was written with a simple pencil: Nina Alexandrovna Vinogradova-Benois, born 1936, died on May 24, 1986 ... They beat me - they hit Through the black fog of grief, I hardly remember those terrible days of her death ... Why didn’t they give me her wedding ring for six months? - Many years later, Glazunov himself recalled.

Nina, a representative of the illustrious Benois family, being a talented costume designer and art critic, gave up her career to serve as a painter. In difficult times, she even donated her blood to buy her husband paint for work. About Glazunov, they said that the young artist "clung" to the famous family in order to enter the world of art.

By the way, he was, as gossips gossip, far from being an ideal family man - he changed women every now and then. And Nina kept saying: "For creativity, he needs to constantly be in a state of love." In 1969, a son, Ivan, was born in the family, and three years later, a daughter, Vera, was born. But the artist did not settle down...

Probably, the question of what happened in the center of Moscow on a May day in 1986 cannot be answered. Perhaps only Glazunov knew him. And he took this terrible secret to the grave ...

Love triangle: Ilya Glazunov, Nina Benois, Larisa Kadochnikova.

“I owe everything to the Woman ... I, a sinner, repent that the only force that I could not resist was female beauty.”
Talented artist, founder of the Russian Academy of Painting, Sculpture and Architecture - Ilya Sergeevich Glazunov (1930), fate rewarded with talent from God and love for women. Unusually beautiful and famous women of the planet: Indira Gandhi, Claudia Cardinale, Juliet Mazina, Gina Lollobrigida were the heroines of the paintings of the eminent artist. And also there were muses who walked side by side through life, loved, inspired and idolized.

Nina Vinogradova-Benois is the only wife of Glazunov.


Ilya Glazunov and Nina Vinogradova-Benoit at the artist's first exhibition. 1957 Moscow.

Their love story was a drama with a tragic end.
Nina, the daughter of the great Russian architect Leonty Benois, being a talented costume designer and art critic, gave up her career to serve the great genius Ilya Glazunov.


Ilya Glazunov and Nina Vinogradova-Benoit.

As a student at the Faculty of Art History, Nina fell in love with a 25-year-old unknown poor artist. Against the arguments and protests of her parents, she married him, and became a faithful friend and devoted wife. It was said about Glazunov that the young artist “clung” to the famous family in order to enter the world of art.


Ilya Glazunov and Nina Benois.

Nina's love was strong to the point of self-sacrifice: in difficult times, she donated her blood to buy paint for her husband to work with. But these sacrifices were nothing compared to what she had to endure throughout their married life for the love of Glazunov.


Ilya Glazunov and Nina Benois.

After all, the fact that the artist became famous not only for his work, but also for his very stormy personal life, about which there were legends. He himself admitted that he could not resist the power of a woman's beauty. His wife took all his novels with dignity, without complaining about fate. And to justify the artist, she even said: "... for creativity, he needs to constantly be in a state of love." And Ilya always emphasized that despite his romantic hobbies on the side, he truly loves only her - Nina.


Ilya Glazunov, Nina Benois with her son Vanya.

He always said that they were connected not just by marriage, but by the unity of two kindred souls, and that he would never leave her, under any circumstances. After all, only from Nina the artist wanted to have his children, and he considered this the most important proof of love. In 1969, a son, Ivan, was born in the family, and three years later, a daughter, Vera, was born.


Ilya and Nina with their children.

Nina fulfilled her destiny completely: her whole life was devoted to Glazunov - her beloved husband, father of her children, friend, creator, famous artist. And he idolized her and very often painted her portraits with a very beautiful, but sad face.


Ilya Glazunov at work on a portrait of his wife.

Ilya and Nina lived together for about thirty years. But everything collapsed overnight, when in the spring of 1986 the terrible news shocked Moscow: the wife of the famous painter jumped out of the window. Nina's death remains a mystery to this day. She was found falling out of the window of a Moscow apartment, wearing a winter hat: she was afraid that her husband would see her disfigured face. Ilya Sergeevich still does not believe that this is suicide. Left alone with two children, who so reminded him of Nina - now with a familiar look, now with a gesture, Glazunov experienced a sharp pain piercing his heart. Constantly tormented by the question: who and why?


Vanya and Vera / Ilya Glazunov and his children Ivan and Vera 1986

Larisa Kadochnikova and Ilya Glazunov: three years of passion and madness.

They say that Nina always knew about her husband's passions, but she always inspired herself that the creator needs a muse for inspiration. And, it happened, so that she unwittingly pushed the “inspirers” to her husband, who later became his mistresses.


Young actress Larisa Kadochnikova.

At the beginning of 1957, between Glazunov and 18-year-old Larisa Kadochnikova, who came to the first exhibition of the young artist with her mother, the famous film actress Nina Alisova, a stunning romance began. And, ironically, Nina herself introduced them, and immediately drew her husband's attention to the extraordinary beauty of the girl.

The aspiring actress with "mermaid eyes" immediately became a source of inspiration for Ilya to create the greatest paintings that have gained worldwide fame. Their frantic romance lasted more than three years.


Larisa Kadochnikova inspired the artist for three years.

The notoriety that was heard in Moscow, the wild jealousy of a loved one, two abortions after which it was no longer possible to have children, brought Kadochnikova to nervous exhaustion. Seeing how her daughter disappears from crazy love, Nina Alisova did not let Larisa go on a date with Glazunov, tying her to the bed.

Subsequently, Ilya tried to avoid meetings with Larisa. And she, throwing off the veil from her eyes, no longer burned with the desire to see him. The actress could have ended her life in tears, if not for the cameraman Yuri Ilyenko, who then happened to be nearby. Larisa literally fled into marriage with Yuri from excruciating suffering and experiences.


Larisa Kadochnikova and Yuri Ilyenko.

The artist's wife took this novel with dignity, as, indeed, all her husband's subsequent numerous hobbies.

The monstrous tragedy that happened to Nina did not give Glazunov the moral right to marry again. He did not dare to call a single woman - his wife. Although the muses were still there and changed often: it was difficult to withstand the wayward character of the master.

Inessa Orlova.

Soon next to the artist was a new muse - Inessa Orlova. Having met her just on the street, Ilya immediately burst out: “I am an artist, I want to draw you!”.


Ilya Glazunov and Inessa Orlova.

And for about twenty years, Inessa - a beloved woman, a faithful friend and assistant to the artist - brightens up loneliness, surrounds with care and attention. Today she is the director of the gallery on Volkhonka, 13. A big age difference does not prevent them from being together for how many years.


Ilya Glazunov with children Ivan and Vera. 1996

The children of Ilya Glazunov, following in the footsteps of their parents, became artists.