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"The Guardian"
Interview with the Itogi magazine No. 31/790
1 August, 2011
Mikhail Piotrovsky – on how women from antiquity took revenge, about
tsarist crockery and dirty royal laundry, on how Armand Hammer worked
as brand manager for Faberge, about James Bond and the Cairo diet, and
also about the dangerous profession of guardian of treasures.
Mikhail Piotrovsky, guardian of the Hermitage, internationally
renowned scientist, recipient of numerous awards, orders and titles, is
usually not very keen on giving interviews. Unfortunately, I was "lucky"
to discover why with my first question. Our meeting practically began
with an instruction. "Mikhail Borisovich," I asked, "Please
tell me, who had a scarf first, you or the director of the Louvre?"
My interviewee looked at me with disappointment, "Usually the Hermitage
warns journalists not to ask me about the scarf and the Romanov service,
these questions are asked too often... All right, let me tell you..."
– About the scarf.
– Pierre Rosenberg had the first scarf. Of course, he might think that
I am imitating him, but that is not the case. He wears a big red scarf,
like the Toulouse-Lautrec portrait of Aristide Bruant, while mine is just
black. I have always loved scarves and don’t want to take them off. At
some point I just realised that we have freedom in this country and I, director of the Hermitage, have the right to wear one. Now, I only take
my scarf off when I receive an award. Nobody and nowhere, including in
the Kremlin, have I been told, "Are you crazy?"
– There is another established association, we say the word
Hermitage and think nepotism.
– It is a very Soviet word and sounds like an accusation. In fact, the
Hermitage is a family affair, not just for me. Our children practically
grow up here, they go to museum groups and many of them get married and
work together. Moreover, the special family spirit of very different generations
is steeped with something in common, unique traditions.
My father brought me to the Hermitage as soon as I could walk. My parents
returned to Leningrad from Yerevan almost immediately after I was born.
We lived nearby, in the flat of the then museum director Joseph Orbeli
(Hermitage director from 1934 to 1951 – "Itogi"), who
used to put up a lot of employees without permanent place to live.
According to stories, I liked the Oriental Arsenal most, where I was
allowed to play the drum. I remember well an exhibition dedicated to Suvorov’s
Italian and Alpine campaigns. Huge paintings and banners were hung in
the Armorial Hall, it was all very beautiful. For many years I kept a set of postcards on my shelf.
In general, I don’t remember the exhibitions as much as the people working
in the Hermitage. And it is an absolutely fantastic collection, which
is unique in the world!
Joseph Orbeli’s generation were almost post revolutionary, they lived
through all the political changes. Scientists, who despite this managed
to rebuild science and the life of the Hermitage. They came to our house,
I visited them, I was given different books to read, at first in Russian
then later in English. And I knew that they were great scientists.
Then there is my father’s generation. Leon Gyuzalyan, a Hermitage employee
and a wonderful orientalist gave me my first razor, a Gillette which he
had brought from England. It was very symbolic, a kind of initiation when
you become a man. He was in prison for a long time and gave me his prison
camp jacket. I wore it when digging potatoes, while understanding the
gift’s symbolism, just like mystics pass on their cloak to their student...
– Your father, an internationally known scientist and orientalist,
led the Hermitage from 1964 to 1990. What kind of father was he?
– Simply wonderful. He loved me and my brother very much, he didn’t even
make us stand in the corner. We stood in the corner ourselves – that was
how we were brought up. He worked a lot, and we saw this in expeditions,
in the Archaeology Institute, in the Hermitage and he wrote books. My
father’s professional life was inseparably connected to his home life,
after all my mother was also an archaeologist. We went to Armenia in the
summer, where parents took part in excavations.
– Father digging, mother digging... Did you grow up on sandwiches
or on dolmas? Was Hripsime Mikaelovna a good Armenian mother?
– She was a very good Armenian mother. We always had dinner. We ate dolma
in Yerevan, we had dolmas every day. Actually, I didn’t like them very
much...
My mother knew how to keep a family, and this quality she probably inherited
from her mother. Our grandmother was a very strong person. She was pregnant
with my mother during the Armenian massacre in 1918. She travelled from
Nakhchivan to Yerevan under fire from the Kurds, with two pistols and
poison. In fact, her poison was later taken away, because women often
poisoned themselves when attacked... Hripsime Mikaelovna was born in biblical
fashion, in a manger.
My father’s ancestors were mostly Russified Poles. Our grandfather was
an artillery colonel. They were all in the artillery on my father’s side.
We have a good set of traditions rather than ancestors. We can always
be Russian with Poles, Armenian with Russians and Russians with Armenians.
– Did Orbeli visit your home?
– He came to all household celebrations. And we visited him on his birthday.
He had a car, and we all drove around in this car. Everything that he
had was somewhat communal, which was widely exploited by his wives.
– They say that you had a spectacular dacha at Komarovo.
– My father bought the dacha when he was already old, when he first had
enough money. Strictly speaking, it wasn’t a dacha... Although, it wasn’t
a hut either... Wooden houses were built in Komarovo for academics, with
several families in each. We had two rooms and two verandas. In a similar
hut-town house, just opposite us, lived Dmitry Likhachev. When my son
was small he was always running to see him. In a word, he grew up under
the eyes of two wise academics.
– How did Boris Borisovich take to being appointed director
of the Hermitage?
– Ambiguously. It wasn’t an offer that could be turned down. He worked
at the Hermitage all his life, and was deputy director under Orbeli. But
his appointment coincided with the sacking of the director Artamanov.
The reason was an exhibition of young artists, who worked in the Hermitage,
an internal exhibition, which, as often happens, was seen by the public
as some kind of nonconformist action. The authorities took this to be
a challenge and took it out on Artamonov, accusing him of appropriating
a cement truck...
My father did not want to become director under such conditions. He only
agreed when Artamonov told him that he wanted him to take this position,
and that he (Artamonov) had received phone calls from some high-ranking
people with regard to his appointment. According to rumours, my father
only accepted the directorship after Furtseva, once more bringing the
conversation round to this topic, said "Do I have to kneel in front of
you before you accept?" But our father only told us that she got very
angry.
– Did Piotrovsky Senior ever regret this decision?
– I don’t think so. However, it was always said that he would have written
a lot more books if he hadn’t been director. But, to be honest, he wrote
almost everything he wanted to, including memoirs and descriptions of
his travels. He had very strong will power. He even managed to cure himself
from a terrible stammer. When he was young he didn’t even read his own
lectures, they were read for him. Later he had a slight stammer, which
was even quite beautiful.
– In 1985 an insane vandal threw acid over Rembrandt’s Danae.
Was Boris Borisovich in the museum at the time?
– It was a Saturday, we were at the dacha. I answered the phone, it was
Vitaly Suslov, my father’s deputy. He said, "Misha, get your dad.
Danae is no more". My father immediately rushed to the Hermitage,
either someone drove him or he took the train...
It was a terrible tragedy. I remember a theft which left us in shock
and turned us all grey, but that was nothing compared to what happened
then. It felt as if everything had died. Straight away chemists got to
work. They did everything absolutely correctly. They poured on water to
dilute the acid so that it wouldn’t destroy the whole canvas. Then there
were difficult restoration works. Some said, "Let’s paint over it,
it will be as pretty as before." Others said, "don’t touch anything,
its ruined, take it away and forget about it." A lot of strength was needed
from my father and Vitaly Suslov to preserve a normal quiet academic restoration.
A government commission was set up, we were given money to buy whatever
we needed and the restorers could work peacefully for many years and only
during the daytime. They preserved and tinted the canvas so that everything
that remained looked like a whole, so that it was clear what had been
lost, was lost and what was preserved, was preserved.
Over the years of the restoration everybody from this commission died.
When I took the decision to end the work, I only consulted Hermitage restorers
and foreign specialists.
– By the way, what happened to the maniac?
– He went blind. His fate won. He was sentenced, then recognised as mentally
ill and taken to Lithuania. When the time came to exhibit Danae, we contacted
the local police through the Lithuanian embassy to find out what had happened
to him. After all, people who carry out such acts, as a rule, often return.
There is a famous story, when a man in Germany attacked, I think, a Durer
painting with acid. He was sent to prison and released early, without
the museum being told. He left and threw acid on the painting again. By
the way, next to Rembrandt’s Night Watch is a bottle of water. And when
some idiot went and sprayed acid on it, they immediately poured water
on the canvas. So this experience came in use for us. So we contacted
the Lithuanian police, they told us not to worry, he is in a care home
and under control, he is virtually blind...
– Was this the only case of vandalism at the Hermitage?
– Yes. There have been attempts to scratch things, but compared to other
world museums fate has spared us.
– Mikhail Borisovich, as you have already mentioned the Romanov
service and promised to tell us everything, could I ask, did Romanov’s
(first secretary of Leningrad communist party 1970-1983 –
translator) daughter get married in the Winter Palace? Were guests
served on Hermitage dinner sets?
– Nothing like that happened. We don’t even have such services. There
are the famous medallic ones, but they could only be partly laid out.
Probably the wedding was held in the Tavrichesky Palace, where there was
a party school and a huge canteen.
– You don’t know exactly?
– I don’t know, as this story was born much after the event. It seems
like typical KGB disinformation. There was a battle for who will be first,
Gorbachev or Romanov, and the person with the imperial surname was often
attributed with corresponding behaviour. Although, in general he behaved
quite commonly, he destroyed noble Petersburg, he wanted to make it a workers city. But lots of royal rumours attached themselves to him.
Many leaders tried to set themselves up in the Hermitage and not in the
Smolny for receptions. So this black PR was quite apt. This had to be
fought, by my father as well. Thank god, that the government left Saint
Petersburg in 1918, or we would have had the same situation in the Hermitage
as in Moscow.
...This disinformation was unusually enduring, everybody wanted to believe
it, despite Boris Borisovich denying it many times. People ill-equipped
for these tales fall for them. And we have several similar stories, such
as all our paintings have been replaced. Apparently copies are hanging
in their place and the real ones sold off. Only people far from museum
life could seriously say that it is possible to replace a real masterpiece
with a copy.
– Meanwhile even specialists sometimes insinuate that at one
time the Soviet government sold copies from the Hermitage abroad, pretending
they were authentic...
– Yes, there is a myth that copies of icons, done by the Korin brothers,
were sold instead of the original ones. I would love that to be true,
but it is just a beautiful myth. Russian icons in Hillwood and in Washington
are authentic.
– Were a lot sold?
– The Soviet government traded quite actively. It was only on Stalin’s
orders in the mid 1930s that this trade was halted. The sellers almost
all died in the camps. By coincidence they all belonged to the Trotsky-Zinoviev
block. Museum items were sold in two ways. Whole lists for auction or
directly to the founder of the Washington National Gallery of Art Andrew
Mellon. There are now 21 paintings from the Hermitage there. At first
it was just sales, but then it was a kind of thank you for strategic goods
and factories from America. Even so it was still a crime. No state or
government has the right to dispose of cultural heritage. It belongs to
the future.
This began to be talked about in the 1970s. At first quietly, then loudly.
I have personally appeared on television and written about it, as this
could repeat itself. Foreigners come to me asking me to sell them something
from the Hermitage. They say as you haven’t got any money, sell! For example,
a collector of colts came and said, "why do the Russian people need
colts? We’ll give you five million dollars for the items which Colt personally
gave to Nicholas the First, we’ll make copies." The first time I politely accompanied him out, and the second – sent him out of the door.
After all, they don’t just come and talk to me but also to those above.
Therefore, we made a media campaign on how it was done in Soviet times
and that it should never happen again. Eventually, we managed to introduce
amendments to the law on items of special cultural value. Previously,
the government did what it wanted to do. Let’s say, at the beginning of
the 30s the Hermitage director Boris Legran was simply sent a message,
sell some paintings, that’s all. He didn’t even know why. The current
law, although it doesn’t totally protect us from such situations, does
give me the right to say no.
– It is said that Hammer illegally took away half the Hermitage...
– That is slander of poor Hammer. He did business with the young Soviet
Russia and helped break the trade embargo. He definitely bought up antiques,
but he never bought anything from museums, only in antique shops where
anything was sold. Andrew Mellon and Calouste Gulbenkian (billionaire
and philanthropist, ex head of Iraq Petroleum Company – "Itogi")
really bought things through the government and museums. However, the
Hammer brothers accumulated a lot of antique items, and permission was
required to take them out of the country. Here they used their contacts.
By the way, Faberge became famous thanks to Hammer. It is clear that
Cartier is no worse. But Hammer brought a lot of Faberge to the USA and
began to sell these in department stores, this was a huge advert. Americans
started to buy them and Faberge became famous. Hammer had his own collection,
which we have exhibited. Later, he gave the Hermitage the portrait of
the actress Antonia Zarate by Francisco Goya. The canvas wasn’t very good
and the restorers had to thoroughly repaint it. But we didn’t have our
own Goya. The government gave Hammer a Malevich. They wanted one from
the Russian Museum, but Pushkarev pretended to be ill, so they gave him
one from the Tretyakov Gallery. Hammer didn’t really believe that it was
genuine. He once flew to us with the Malevich and asked us to examine
it in the Hermitage laboratory. He thought that he had been tricked. Our
experts looked at it, everything was fine.
Museum items were never sold in US antique shops, unlike confiscated
church icons. By the way, a lot of church property went abroad then. In
1922 we had an exhibition, and all the silver went abroad. We only managed
to get a bit back. Groups of some rich people got together and suggested
buying something. But, in fact, nobody sells valuables that have left
the Hermitage.
– Is it true that during the Soviet period none of the heads
of state visited the Hermitage?
– That’s true. The Winter Palace is much more monumental than the Moscow
Kremlin, imperial power blows from it. Communist upstarts suppressed this.
Actually, Khrushchev once passed through the Hermitage when drunk and
going to speak on Palace Square. Later it was said that he had been to
the museum. But that doesn’t count. The first was in 1996 when Boris Yeltsin
came, after I wrote and invited him, especially as he was resurrecting
state symbols and could familiarise himself directly with its history.
I showed Boris Nikolaevich the main halls. He signed a very important
order in the Pavillion Hall. The Hermitage was taken under the protection
of the president. He gave us a separate line in the budget, allocated
money for exhibits and we were able to acquire a lot of very good items.
Later we published a whole book on what we had bought.
By the way, Vladimir Putin controlled the execution of Yeltsin’s order
on allocating money for acquiring paintings when he was head of the Control
Directorate. I believe that this is what guaranteed that the order was
carried out. So we have items, which we obtained thanks to Boris Nikolaevich
and Vladimir Vladimirovich, the only Sutin, Utrillo, Rouault, Dufy, Maillol
in Russia.
– How did the museum get through Perestroika?
– Not in the best way. What makes the Hermitage wonderful? You enter
another world. But at the beginning of the 90s the street entered. Battles,
ambitions of those who believed that they hadn’t been given what they
deserved. This really got in the way, people were distracted. Also, as
the museum had run out of money, it was necessary to build new relations
with the authorities, with the world and with other museums.
– It is said that this all had a serious effect on the health
of Boris Borisovich.
– To say so gives too much honour to those who were spinning their intrigues.
Of course Boris Borisovich worried a lot. But the reason he left was an
illness. He was one of those people who are never ill, but when they are
everything collapses. He had problems with his legs and his eyes. His
eyes were healed, his legs got worse and it all ended with a fatal stroke.
– When Vitaly Suslov offered you the post of first deputy for
scientific work did you accept with a happy heart?
– To be honest, I never dreamt of working in the Hermitage. While my
father was director I couldn’t work there, and, being orientally-minded
as I was, I thought that my father would live forever. I also realised
that I would have to give up a lot, most of all expeditions.
When I was a student I often went to the Caucasus, to Central Asia. Together
with my friend, the academic Ivan Mikhailovich Steblin-Kamensky, we travelled
on a barge on the Aral Sea, went down the Amu Darya and passed all the
gorges of the Western and Eastern Pamirs. Everything was simple, I took
a rucksack, some money and then whatever happens. Then nearly the whole
year went for experience to Egypt, Cairo University.
– Were you impressed?
– Oh yes! It was the real abroad. You could watch James Bond films, drink
beer from cans and buy any cigarettes. True, we were paid peanuts. We
bought food vouchers for the student hostel. One day buffalo, the next
chicken and the third vegetables. We fasted with everyone during Ramadan.
We walked nearly everywhere around the city. We were given 30 Egyptian
pounds (about 15 dollars) at the beginning of the month and the embassy
gave us another 5 pounds. Not much, but normal for students. Professionally
it was an extremely interesting place. I worked in Dar Al-Kutub, the main
library. I met major orientalists, Egyptian painting specialists at the
Institute of manuscripts of the League of Arab States...
– Then your candidate and doctorate...
– Science made me quite a respectable person, at least for myself. I could write and publish, it was in demand in Russia and in the world.
My books were published three to four times in Arabic. The Institute of
Oriental Studies, where I worked, was a great archive of eastern manuscripts
and an internationally renowned centre for studying eastern culture.
When we were stuck in Afghanistan Evgeny Primakov, who became our director,
forced through the Central Committee the decision on the need for fundamental
study of Islam. As a result, everything we studied became more open, relevant
and interesting. During those years I travelled a lot as translator for
the Komsomol CC. In addition to visiting Cuba, I went to Sudan, Yemen,
Iraq and other Arab countries.
I worked as translator in Yemen and lived in the fantastic town of Mukalla,
where I studied archaeology and ancient manuscripts at the same time.
Then I taught top ranking Yemenis modern history and ancient history of
Yemen in the School of social sciences. Then there was a complex Soviet-Yemeni
expedition, thanks to Evgeny Primakov. Political analysts, ethnographers,
anthropologists, linguists, archaeologists, historians and manuscript
specialists got together. We lived in a field, dug and read lectures.
Ancient temples, ancient towns, complete manuscripts – so many sensations.
It was proved, for example, that one human migration route went from Eastern
Africa across the Arabian Peninsula, through the Bab-el-Mandeb Strait.
Our expedition produced 20 different books in different languages...
After all, its a way of life. It was a shame to give it up. Also the
USSR didn’t look so bad from afar...
But, honestly, I didn’t think about the offer to work at the Hermitage
for long. I had the feeling that I was needed in this place. Especially
as it was clear that this meant I would later become director.
After about six months I came to work and on the desk was a government
order to allocate some money to the Hermitage and to appoint me director.
I took this paper to Suslov. He just asked, "When?". I phoned
the minister and asked, "What will happen to Vitaly Alexandrovich?"
He answered in the Soviet manner, "Do what you like, you are the
director now". The Soviet manner is from director to the street.
I talked to my colleagues and we appointed Vitaly Alexandrovich Suslov
consultant to the directorate, where he worked until his death. I am quite
proud of this. After all when Orbeli was fired he never came here, even
though he lived very close.
Valeria Sycheva
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