Portrait of the poet Anna Akhmatova

The Queen of the Silver Age poetry Anna Akhmatova, ne Gorenko, wrote about herself as a child: I got the nickname "wild girl" because I walked barefoot, wandered without a hat, etc., threw myself from a boat into the open sea, swam during a storm , and sunbathed to the point that the skin peeled off, and all this shocked the provincial Sevastopol young ladies. And then there was a wonderful youth: My first memories are from Tsarskoye Selo: the green, damp splendor of the parks, the pasture where the nanny took me, the hippodrome, where the little colorful horses galloped, the old station and something else that later became part of the Tsarskoye Selo Ode.
Every summer I spent near Sevastopol, on the shores of Streletskaya Bay, and there I made friends with the sea. The strongest impression of these years is the ancient Chersonesos, near which we lived.
And then, the purgatory of the Revolution, in which almost all loved ones are burned. But when they burned out, they brought to life great poetry, poetry-confession, poetry-cry. Such is the portrait of Anna, battered flesh and Divine light. The paint spreads like mercury, shimmers covered with varnish and sparkles when applied in layers like patterned, precious jasper. The pearl background transforms into marble patterns. And the eyes of the Mother of God, deep and filled with love.
It is absolutely impossible to accurately repeat these bulk textures, how to enter the same river twice. But I love to rethink the topic and another gem is born.
The power and amazing effect of the Nobby style lies in the fact that any, most unpresentable interior becomes ultra-modern, the space acquires brightness and aspiration for the future. The brain starts working at triple speeds and the picture begins to nourish you with positive, creative energy.
my autograph, in the lower right corner, as taught by Titian, is written in Latin