# A Conversation Between the Artists Ilya Repin and Konstantin Korovin, in Heaven. A story

Henry de Overwood

MMMDCCXVII. A Conversation Between the Artists Ilya Repin and Konstantin Korovin, in Heaven. A story. - November 10, 2025.

A Conversation Between the Artists Ilya Repin and Konstantin Korovin, in Heaven. A story.


Ilya Repin made a few strokes with his brush. He decided to take a short walk.


Konstantin Korovin stood on the riverbank.


"Hello, Konstantin! What are you thinking about?"


Korovin looked at Repin with a displeased expression:


"They created a museum of my creativity. They visited of my descendant in France... They put Chaliapin in a chair there... Feodor was - in reality - afraid to return back... Their ancestors persecuted me, and they revere me? And my descendant in France is a little worried - such a situation is now!"


"What do you want, Konstantin? 'Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon the earth, where moth and rust doth consume, and where thieves break through and steal'".


"Ilya, they-these 'creative people'-have created a vast array-literally, streams-of a creative content!" They're creating a "new Russial culture." A sovereignian one. Many of their contemporaries complain: they say they're being stifled, they're practically being bitten off, piece by piece... Ilya, why don't they create a museum of their own creativity?!.. Why do they need my name? Why are they clinging to me?


"You're joking, Konstantin!" Repin smiled. "What a 'creative content'?"


Repin moved closer to the riverbank and glanced at the movement of the waters:


"You know, Konstantin, 'make friends for yourselves by means of unrighteous wealth.'"


"The manager said to himself, 'What shall I do, since my master is taking the management away from me? I am not strong enough to dig, and I am ashamed to beg. I have decided what to do, so that when I am removed from management, people may receive me into their houses.' So, summoning his master's debtors one by one, he said to the first, 'How much do you owe my master?' He said, 'A hundred measures of oil.' He said to him 'Take your bill, and sit down quickly and write fifty.' Then he said to another, 'And how much do you owe?' He said, 'A hundred measures of wheat.' He said to him, 'Take your bill, and write eighty.' The master commended the dishonest manager for his shrewdness. For the sons of this world are more shrewd in dealing with their own generation than the sons of light."


Korovin nodded:


"I see."


"Well, Konstantin, not everyone persecuted you, not everyone persecuted us. Not everyone clings to those were persecuted." Not everyone creates a "sovereignian," "new" culture, streams of " creative content." Let people visit your museum, see it, and learn more about you and about your work. " The LORD is gracious, and full of compassion; slow to anger, and of great mercy. "...


I'll tell him to write about this museum; it's a good deal,.. in general."


Korovin nodded:


"I'll go to a walk."


November 10, 2025, 7:00 (7:00 AM)


Translation from Russian into English: November 10, 2025, 17:19

Владимир Владимирович Залесский ' Разговор художников Ильи Репина и Константина Коровина на Небесах. Рассказ. '


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MMMDCCXVII. A Conversation Between the Artists Ilya Repin and Konstantin Korovin, in Heaven. A story. - November 10, 2025.


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