Biography
Nadezhda Udaltsova was born in town Orel in Russia. She studied at private art studios in Moscow, then in Paris under André Segonzac.
After returning to Russia, she worked in Vladimir Tatlin's studio. From 1910 to 1914 she was a member of the union of artists Soyuz Molodyozhi, together with David Burliuk, Vladimir Burliuk, Pavel Filonov, Kazimir Malevich, Ivan Kliun et al.
In 1915, she joined the movement of Kazimir Malevich's followers Supremus, and in 1915–1916, together with other suprematist artists (Kazimir Malevich, Aleksandra Ekster, Liubov Popova, Nina Genke, Olga Rozanova, Ivan Kliun, Ivan Puni, Ksenia Boguslavskaya and others) worked at the Verbovka Village Folk Centre.
After the October Revolution, she taught at VKhuTeMas and the Institute for Artistic Culture (InKhuK). She resigned from InKhuK in opposition to plans for replacing easel painting with industrial art.
In the 1920s, under the influence of her husband and notable Russian avant-garde painter, Alexander Drevin, she returned to figurative art.
Udaltsova and Drevin were the founding members of the artistic group Thirteen.
In 1929–1932 they traveled to the Altay Mountains, then in 1933–1935 they worked in Armenia. In 1938 Alexander Drevin was arrested and executed by the NKVD, and Udaltsova became a persona non grata in the world of Soviet art. She died in 1961 in Moscow.
Udaltsova crater on Venus is named after her. Her son was the prominent Russian sculptor Andrei Drevin (1921–1996).
|
Persondata | |
---|---|
Name | Udaltsova, Nadezhda |
Alternative names | |
Short description | Russian artist |
Date of birth | 1886 |
Place of birth | |
Date of death | 1961 |
Place of death |
Read more about this topic: Nadezhda Udaltsova
Famous quotes containing the word biography:
“The death of Irving, which at any other time would have attracted universal attention, having occurred while these things were transpiring, went almost unobserved. I shall have to read of it in the biography of authors.”
—Henry David Thoreau (18171862)
“Had Dr. Johnson written his own life, in conformity with the opinion which he has given, that every mans life may be best written by himself; had he employed in the preservation of his own history, that clearness of narration and elegance of language in which he has embalmed so many eminent persons, the world would probably have had the most perfect example of biography that was ever exhibited.”
—James Boswell (174095)
“Just how difficult it is to write biography can be reckoned by anybody who sits down and considers just how many people know the real truth about his or her love affairs.”
—Rebecca West [Cicily Isabel Fairfield] (18921983)