So, you, yourself went to the children art-school’s chief and said that you wanted to paint….I’ve been independent and free in my choice. Go to this school and study the culture – they said.Such a metamorphosis…īato started to study painting in his homeland, at the small art school in his village. Bair decided to become a surgeon, while Bato, who was an excellent archer dreaming about a medical career became a very successful artist. But an accident that brought badly injured Bair to the hospital, drastically changed his plans. ![]() She sent her middle son Bair to an art-school. Narrator: Bato’s mom wanted one of her sons to become a painter. The smoke smelled great (Makhorka – homemade tobacco) and it was floating among the dancing rays of sun coming from the window… Incredible, fascinating scene! Granny had many friends, who were gathering in house playing cards and smoking.
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