The fate of all the peasant families in Russia is very similar, and Kuban is no exception. When I looked at this model of Black Sea farming, with a well, a straw file, I quickly realized that an acquaintance with an exhibition of "life-time pictures" would be interesting. Well, now with our cruise photos will be down the path of time together.
In the first installation presented many objects, somehow used in the economy at the time. It's not just kitchen utensils, but also looms, spindles, spinning wheels, pottery wheels and other things necessary for every Kuban home.
Looking at each object, inadvertently imagining how it can be used, for what these things are meant to be. After all, many of us have never seen such a device before.
Have you ever had to beat milk to get 3-4 liters of 200-300 grams of real peanut butter. Photos show churn, this process requires patience and skill.
In that fake chest like that our grandmother kept clothes. They do not have slides and fashionable chiffoniers with beautiful inlays.
And instead of porcelain and ceramic plates using clay bowls and perforated from wooden mugs and pitchers.
In just a few decades, from a rich family cousin, a beautiful original dish began to appear and here is a ceramic product.
Such plates are meant for big holidays, but they are kept under glass at the same book kiosk. In those years, women embroider different napkins and towels, mats and carpets, so you can decorate your home, creating fun and comfort.
On the wall hanging pictures of relatives, and every guest is told about the merit and familial status with him. Almost in every house there must be icons, which are often decorated with towels. They are called pious or holy, they must include all the icons that hang in the "red" corner.
Culture of the population increases, readers and new schools are opened in Kuban. There is a personal pharmacy. I really like the re-built interior of one of the drugstores in Labinsk district. The first pharmacy at Kuban appeared in April 1801.
Look at what jugs, bottles, are not there. It seems you are in the last century, and the door will open and the police will come to a few drops for his wife. Or the phone will ring, and the pharmacist will pick up the phone and say: "I'm listening, the pharmacy" Sviridov "Peter Ilyich on the wire."
And then the cash will work, and the phone will ring again. Looking at these ancient objects, I remember the remarkable poem by Eduard Asadov, and I wanted to go into the future. Maybe then all the sickness of a person will disappear, which means that they do not need drugs! Only spiritual pleasure will be sold at the pharmacy.
** Whatever you need,
He replied at the same time ready:
Tell me, do you have the softness of today?
Yes, in addition to warm words. **
** And will I have happiness, beating the key?
What do you need: for a month? For one year?
No, I want happiness forever!
There is no such thing. But a month later we wait! **