Bryusov later described the work on the portrait as follows:
The door opened, and Vrubel came in. He entered with a wrong, heavy gait as if he was dragging his feet. To tell the truth, I was shocked when I saw Vrubel. It was a frail and sick person in a dirty, crumpled shirt. He had a reddish face and bird of prey eyes; protruding hair instead of a beard. First impression: crazy! <...> In real life, all small Vrubel's movement reflected his disorder. However, when his hand took a pencil or a lump of coal, it became very steady and confident. Lines that he drew were infallible.
His artistic strength survived everything else in him. The human died, was destroyed, but the master continued to live.
During the first session, the first draft was already finished. I am really sorry that nobody thought of taking a picture of this dark drawing. It was almost even more remarkable in terms of performance, facial expression, and similarity than the later portrait painted with coloured pencils.

Thank you ALIBI – we were huge fans of Desperate Housewives and, once again ***** five stars for this series, which ticked all the boxes.

A darkly comedic drama detailing the lives of three women living in three different decades: a housewife in the 60s, a socialite in the 80s, and a lawyer in 2019, each dealing with infidelity in their marriages.

“… und alles, was man weiss, nicht bloss rauschen und brausen gehört hat, lässt sich in drei Worten sagen.” –Ferdinand Kürnberger (1821-1879)

“… and anything that a man knows, not just heard roaring and blustering about, can be said in three words” – I am fortunate to have my own live-in translator! Danke mein Schatz.

Motto on the title page of Wittgenstein’s 1921 ‘Tractus Logico-Philosophicus.’

Born the same month and year of my paternal grand-mother, Mary Elizabeth and died on the day of my first birthday – and my twin sister Anwen.