In connection with the recent events I decided to repeat the publication of their post published on the opening of the Olympic games in Rio de Janeiro in August 2016. Olympics-80 in Moscow, in the context of recent events, interesting because it boycotted a number of Western countries and, accordingly, the sportsmen of these countries that decided to participate in the Olympics, brought together not under their national banner, and under a white flag with five rings. That did not make their achievements less significant for the world of sports. But that was long ago. A very long time. Well, today?
I have, in principle, sports events concern is not enough. Because sport has long ceased to be a sport as such, becoming a vile show business. Why ugly? Because when someone you vparivaet “sex-drugs-rock-n-roll”, then all is fair. Like sex, drugs or rock-n-roll take. Don’t like it – go by.
With modern world of sport otherwise. You seem to be youth, beauty, health, and national honor, and really expensive biorobots and Mercantile interests of the capitalist sharks from the sport. And then I think I solidarities comrade Zyuganov to watch run across the field a dozen of lazy millionaires, really not interested. Anyway – me. Yes, perhaps, and no wonder. Everyone is interested in is not on the field to watch and study the pics as this then a dozen lazy millionaires bathes in their champagne whores. With other “sports” about the same. No exceptions probably exist. But in General, I repeat, to me it’s all deeply care about.
A reasonable question: “if you all this not so interesting, how do you know about the champagne and stuff?” The answer is simple – in the era of total information networks at all desire it is impossible to protect yourself from those information units, which sucks in the mainstream. So even asking, you still know something. Incidentally, that’s how I found out about the opening of the Olympics in his beloved city of Ostap Bender. And she suddenly remembered that about the Olympics which I was lucky enough to witness in person. Well, something from superbad. Youth, nostalgia, all that.
In General, decided to publish their photos of the Olympics-80. For what I saw, I would take off. Now, looking back, come to the conclusion that I photographed little offensively. Stupid because it was. Had to do with the camera not to leave and snap all around incessantly. But I do not know.
I am by nature a shy person. From the crowd stand out not like. And in 1980 it wasn’t like today. The camera is not something that was a rarity. But the little boy with a great cover of an SLR camera “Zenit-E” immediately stood out. Do you see in the photo above – the policeman in my direction looks suspicious. And the man still at the right edge of the frame looking at me, too. But everything interesting is behind them. And they – there – staring at me. And why? Because young and “Zenit-E”. In the 1980’s. That’s the look.
And on the opposite side of the Avenue is also the police. And also – where to look? Again – at me. Maybe they are jealous of me? Because in fact somehow it is wrong. Still quite green and not to “Change-8M”, and he, look, with the “Zenit-E”. Yes, even with the lens incomprehensible. A rare thing in those days. Not that right at all. But then the children “Shifts” mainly sported. And even then, rarely. And the adults had a usual “Kiev” or “fed”. But the DSLR has smektala all. But had not all. I had. And it seemed to me that this fact constantly draw attention to themselves. And maybe they just glanced and forgotten. And I shivered. Look at me, you know. Maybe I something wrong doing? Yes, sort of. If “not”, the officer would not simply looked.
Today the youth is not so. Free became, you know, and relaxed. You give them the word – they’ll answer a hundred. We were of course somewhat different. Didn’t actually like clams. But at public events respect for the police uniform had. Education was different, you know. Well, shy I’m just on the street to remove the camera from the holster and start to shoot left and right. Now regret it enormously. I am very sorry. But nothing can be done.
However, again, something I captured. Well publish below. By the way, a curious story of these photos. At the Olympics I was nafotografirovali several films, including the color. Then I show all honor to honor. But never – not ever – not printed any photos. Why? Difficult to answer. Come with color clear – color photographs there was much trouble. And take to the lab for some reason I didn’t want to. But I and black-and-white was not published for some unknown reason. Some secret here, the idea was, you see, the universe. And here, once…
And once, if memory serves, in 2013, came to me as representatives of some of the crew. Said that making a movie about human emotions and saw in my journal a description of the Olympics-80 and, in particular, as at the close people were crying. Like, did this actually happen? Well, I think, to deny it is pointless. Recognize, say, a fact. And me right in the forehead question – am I willing to repeat the same thing on camera and get into the movie? Why, they say, and not repeat, the thing is pleasing to God, and even educational. On and get along. Along the way, the Director asked me – and whether I have any artifacts of the time, ticket closure or something? Tickets, they say, are not fond of what was long ago lost for after so many years. But don’t you want photos exclusive first-person? In General, gave them my tapes and they are all I have scanned. So I finally became the owner of all your photos, but still in good quality (as far as it could be good with films from 30 years ago). The film, in my opinion, never came out. Anyway, I have not seen.
Well, the entry was delayed, and now, as they say, Maestro, uraste music. Photos in the Studio.
So, I will remind, the Moscow 1980 Olympic games opened on July 19. But the Olympic flame was delivered to Moscow on the eve, July 18. And I started my fotoletopis this day. So a watch in 10 or 11 am (or rather not remember), I took a position near the bus stop “Clue Klochkova”. Here is a cross on the map marked.
Who knows is a popular twist on the ruble. Once this place off of Leonid Brezhnev, then it was replaced by Yuri, then Konstantin Ustinovich. That is logical, then this twist has become regular to see Gorbachev, who was replaced by Boris. Well, our time here can be seen regularly Dmitry Anatolyevich and Vladimir Vladimirovich. Rather their tuples. By the way – it is true that the Olympic games is not – blocked the way for government motorcades always. But in Soviet times, of course, because of cars in private use in the population was much smaller than now, the overlap does not lead to such collapses, as in our days. But it is another question. Okay, moving on.
From where I was standing, opens to look like this:
In those days the view was somewhat different. First, of course, there was no Fileone that makes the man, as there was no such bus. Secondly, it was not pretentious and terribly ugly houses on the left. Thirdly, there was a shopping center in the shape of a ship, which is visible behind the bus. And there was the business center, which is quite in the background. But Khrushchev on the right ones. It’s funny, by the way, even Khrushchev believed that these houses (named after him) needs to stand just before 1980, that is exactly to the year in which the Moscow Olympics happened. And there, look, still after 36 years after 1980 – are and nothing is done. And probably another 30 years standing.
Well, that and the photos themselves. I publish them in a small size. For in this in General, see what is happening. But if someone need in large size me privately to discuss. So.
It is clear that the runner with the flame began to wait much ahead of time. A few hours stood waiting.
Then from the Moscow ring road (or rather from the bus stop “Cinema Borodino”) came the long-awaited messenger.
In my uneducated taste of the Olympic torch relay in 1980, it looked like something more decent than in Sochi in 2014. Carry the torch of the people, and not some dying fat wreck.
No, well agree – so it should look like a runner carrying the torch of Olympic flame.
And when the Olympic flame carries some freak type of Konstantin Ernst (in a moral sense freak, and physical – just not aesthetically pleasing people) – it is not a gut.
The people clapped and rejoiced.
By the way, that’s how it looks today. And I note that despite the fact that there are almost daily there goes the President and other officials, it looks just like forty years ago. Can specifically? A kind of memorial of the government turning on the ruble.
Behind the torchbearer ran an accompanying group of runners.
And behind them were driving cars, buses, police Volga, etc., etc.
It looked like the Luzhniki stadium during the Olympics. The Olympic flame has already been lit, but there hard to see (don’t shoot the photographer – he was shooting as best he could).
That people go to a contest in athletics. Many women, by the way.
This is the inside Luzhniki stadium. I was sitting fairly close to the arena.
Start of the race .
The middle sector plan the long jump.
My pride – I mean photograph, not a jumper. The photo came out almost like a magazine. Well, almost.
The Olympic flame has become visible.
Well, after the photos from the closing, which took place on 3 August 1980.
We sat in the “C” sector. That is from the side. And to the left of us was a government Lodge. Accordingly, right – “live panel” and the bowl of fire.
The military bands. Well, without them?
In the USSR, everywhere is so ingrained Kumach, even this rather nondescript group, but not with red, and multicolored banners already looked unusual and very elegant.
And there is the camera looking at me. I told you all noticed the little boy with the camera “Zenit-E”. Interesting, showed me on TV or not? I myself, of course, alapocas closure was not looking. Although maybe not me. Maybe I just thought so.
Live panels. It’s not very well visible, but this is the moment when the bear was “crying” – his eyes rolled a tear. The ranks all so rustled “look, crying, crying”. Here in my throat something arose. But I had no right to cry – I had to capture. And some adults around at this moment began to slowly brush away a tear. But while the bulk was kept.
By the way, for fans of trite philosophy and bold generalizations – we can say that we then thought that the bear was crying due to the fact that the Olympics is over, and in fact he was crying, knowing that Sssru left to live quite long. But it is – a passing thought.
Well fireworks of course shooting.
And this is the moment when I started to out the fire. There is a vibrant mural in the form of these colored arcs to the bottom, and then they were bottom gradually as if to melt and fire simultaneously began to decrease. And when missing the most recent (top yellow) arc was extinguished and the fire.
Now this of course is no surprise. And then, aroused strong feelings. Really had the feeling that died of something very big and nice.
But it was not the end. The audience is laid up something stronger.
Sounded the Soviet Anthem and everyone stood up. Do not know how anyone, I always have this anthem sent shivers down his spine was. Then, at the Luzhniki stadium on August 3, that, for example, in the army osepashvili evening roll call. Powerful music.
In the arena began some rebuilding.
From somewhere in side the gate on the field made a Bear. The whole stadium gasped.
And that’s when she started the famous song – many eyes are swollen. The people I photograph have dared. It could only be a professional photographer to do. I certainly didn’t.
No of course not expect what happened next. Everyone thought that now this Bear like, sing again and carry away from the arena. But the Bear suddenly took off and flew up.
Here, many cried, not hesitating. Not that straight side by side all crying, but many. Women almost all. But some of the men brushed away a tear. About myself will not tell )
Photographs I have of course more than I have posted here. But in principle this is enough to add some impression. In my opinion, it was one of the best events in Soviet life. But it lasted only two weeks. Alas.
Well, it’s the photographer:
I was here for 15 years, by the way. Filmed against the backdrop of the racetrack in Krylatskoe. Look probably 12 years. I later grew up – only in the 10th grade. When I at this picture you’ll see, somehow, the words from “Kalina Krasnaya” remember!” In a red shirt! As the executioner!” And on his feet shoes “Botas” or something like that. Not Adidas of course, but also were fashionable. And the belt and all the American – on the shiny buckle of two crossed colt. Chic Shine, as we say, the designers, when finish the regular design.
Well, actually, that’s all.
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