/ world at the moment information/ Martin Radoslavov ordered me to write down just a few strains about Kolyo for “Weekend” – as a result of he is aware of that we had been mates for years.
I used to be simply watching a report on his dying on TV – the standard archival footage, phrases of mates and colleagues – all the pieces that’s performed in such circumstances, as if to say that we’re parting with the deceased once more considerably languidly and on obligation.
For actors, this is applicable much more.
Particularly for the true ones.
You’ve seen them in every kind of incarnations, you might have absorbed their vitality, you might have lived with them – and ultimately you half with some likeness of them.
Dying stalks us from our first day, we’re conscious that it’s all the time round, nevertheless it all the time catches us unprepared.
And we nonetheless fail to say what the deceased deserves, if we understood and felt it throughout his lifetime, after all.
The actors, on this regard, are fully wronged.
Their commerce is soiled – glitter in life, useless ultimately.
All that is left are some scraps of reminiscences that you could’t management correctly both.
That – the Nice, the Actual – is not possible to convey.
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The well-known gynecologist Prof. Carlo Ognyanov, nephew of the good actor Sava Ognyanov, at every of our conferences didn’t fail to say the identical story to me, as if swearing me to recollect it: when Ognyanov uttered the phrase “whisper” – his “tttt” was clearly heard and to the third balcony within the theater.
I listened fastidiously to the professor each time – and at last I noticed that he was making a metaphor for the performing craft – as a result of solely a whisper stays after the actor, a faint whisper – after all of the glory, after all of the acclamations, after all the pieces.
And thus comes oblivion – particularly in a wild nation like ours.
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Collio was a complete crowd favourite.
Not solely to the Sofia theater viewers, however much more so to the provincial individuals.
I’ve traveled tons of of occasions with him to conferences, we’ve been to all types of locations, generally even three conferences a day – and I understand how he was acquired.
There was one thing in him that – in a folkish method – predisposed individuals.
He was completely different from Kalata, from Stoyanka, from Partsalev.
I by no means heard him say something unhealthy about them, fairly the opposite.
Throughout the summer time, he lived in Bankya with Mareto, in a modest prefabricated villa – it was his nice pleasure.
And generally, once we had been collectively, Kalata would additionally arrive and say, “Come on, what are we going to eat?”
The hosts satirically mocked him for this – and that is it.
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Kalata was the son of a milkman, however he behaved like a hereditary Chorbadji, he realized his huge expertise, he was half a Chorbadji.
Stoyanka is completely different – she tries to cover her aristocracy.
I’ve mentioned it one other time – and he or she by no means denied me that she was making an attempt to forgive slightly, humble herself slightly to individuals.
Partsalev, however, was fully completely different – he lived in a diabolical setting, he tormented himself to the top that he didn’t handle to play Don Quixote – that is how he noticed himself, whatever the conspirators round him.
Collo was essentially the most accessible and pure, possibly he wasn’t fairly positive of himself.
He stored telling how he was bullied within the Varna Theater as a result of he did not go for the Satirical Theater, after which all the pieces was high-quality – and he was already one in all its masters, however he did not impose himself with some compelled self-confidence.
She did great roles one after the opposite, for instance – in “Velour Jacket”, however now nobody talked about her, they nonetheless instructed the way it did not work for him at the start and gave some fragments of silly productions.
In any respect – Whisper, any further.
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I by no means seen even a spark of jealousy or envy in him, quite the opposite – he knew recognize different individuals’s expertise and success.
He all the time spoke admiringly of Kalata, for instance. The other occurred much less usually.
All of them existed in/for the second – they usually had been properly conscious that after them, within the extra distant future, there would not be a lot of a hint left, apart from some obscure reminiscences that will fade increasingly.
Nicely, cinema and tv would save one thing – in the event that they performed something respectable there in any respect.
The cinematographers drew them to them fairly calculatedly – they needed to promote their well-known picture from the theater, however to not take them to a brand new peak, they used them artisanally.
Criticism, not less than after they had been of their prime, took a comparatively good have a look at their theatrical careers.
Nonetheless, within the final 25 years, they had been left to themselves, they had been disadvantaged of great evaluations, all the pieces was a hodgepodge.
They had been leaving with titles – however they did not appear to know themselves.
That is even worse than being forgotten.
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Kolyo had as soon as mentioned in an interview to Anton Stefanov that I do know him higher than he is aware of himself.
Now I remembered this and regretted it much more.
Was it so – if in any respect true? And the way might I categorical not less than roughly this “data”?
He was very loving; and he all the time smiled—did not he remind us that inside he was struggling for one thing.
For what?
However I by no means heard him complain, as if he believed he obtained what he deserved.
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True, candy friendship is made whenever you curb your curiosity, or so I feel.
There have been issues we might have commented on, private issues – however we did not.
For instance, it was very attention-grabbing – however I am saying it now – how he mastered the disaster of Mareto – his great spouse Maria Koseva, when she had to surrender her profession as a singer to dedicate herself completely to Kolyo.
Why ought to I ask him – I mentioned to myself then, I say to myself now – after I noticed what a pair they had been even after many years of marriage.
She was very charming, tiny, as any large lady is – these are the phrases of Jeanne Moreau.
However she had a glance that instructed you that she acknowledged in some brat the woodsman, or in some pretentious fukla – the peasant.
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Koljo stored telling the story of a cursed beer.
How he performs, I do not know what’s one other efficiency of some manufacturing, the corridor is laughing, however he can barely maintain the load of the routine – after which he offers himself braveness with a vivid imaginative and prescient: in a short while the efficiency can be over, he’ll instantly go dwelling – which is 2 hundred meters from the theater, how will he open the fridge – and elevate the can of beer.
Bliss, full.
However the beer was gone – somebody had drunk it!
Right here Kolyo invariably burst into laughter, he liked his sons a lot.
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Kalata as soon as identified to me that I maintain inviting my good friend Kolyo to “Each Sunday”, though I additionally invited him sufficient.
Collo would by no means have thought to say such a factor.
Nonetheless, he knew do issues that nobody else would dare to do.
In 1989, after a collection of scandals, “Each Sunday” was lastly stopped.
And at some point Kolyo got here dwelling along with an previous man – it turned out to be a really well-known impresario in creative circles.
When Kolyo was undecided about one thing, he started to twist the phrases, stretch out the sentences – he had this behavior, however he predisposed that method. Lastly, it grew to become clear that I used to be invited to take part within the grand tour of some large pop stars of that point – from one finish of the Black Sea to the opposite.
To host the concert events.
The stranger had introduced a gallon bottle of brandy, and after we had taken a sip every, he took out a placard and slapped it on the desk.
And he had already made the poster, and had even distributed it – and there it was, fairly clearly, and my identify!
As an extra argument, the impresario additionally introduced the remuneration I’d obtain, which was greater than spectacular.
We drank yet one more brandy every, and it was in the course of summer time – what a style this man had! – and I began to love the thought.
And I agreed – however one thing was not giving me peace.
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After some time, nevertheless, I fully sobered up, as a result of I remembered what a silly factor I used to be going to do: that they had simply taken me off the display screen and hit the cross of essentially the most liked and watched tv program, that they had turned me right into a hero – and I used to be going to get misplaced in some scumbag!
And I refused.
The impresario, who had calculated properly, started to settle, I questioned what to do with him – after which Collo gave the choice.
If I had written just a few strains that he would learn at the start of every live performance.
“One thing apologetic,” he mentioned. “You recognize what.”
I gave him the textual content the opposite day – and he was something however apologetic.
Kolyo, nevertheless – the individuals’s artist, the favourite of the general public, the massive star – had learn it with out hesitation through the tour!
One other wouldn’t.
Apart from, he additionally gave me braveness in a tough time for me.
I had forgotten that story too – however now, as I’m wondering categorical my love for him, it creeps out too.
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At one time, Kolyo grew to become the Most important Store of the Republic. He made numerous performances for Shopluka, and he had Macedonian ancestry. He was into this concept, he favored it.
Was he not compensating for some deficiency within the theater, one thing he lacked there?
However I have never heard him complain.
As he laughed sweetly, he was not a yielding and simple individual.
Within the Satire, even the primary stars had been dissatisfied with one thing. However that is one other matter.
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From his Shopian journey Kolyo had a narrative that he instructed with nice pleasure.
After a store get together organized by Kolyo in Vladaya, Zhivkov, who was additionally current, invited the members to a deal with.
He used these conferences to current his new concepts, he should even have needed to check them not directly.
In some unspecified time in the future he began speaking in regards to the so-called hydroponic agriculture, about zeolites, and so forth.
And he turned to Normal Kashev, the top of the UBO, and ordered him to instantly convey a pot from his workplace to the Central Committee to point out the individuals of Arkashka what it was all about.
He continued his speech – and after 20 minutes the doorways opened with a bang and 4 safety guards pushed an enormous ficus tree into the corridor.
“Noooo!!!” – shrieked Zhivkov. – Not that, huh! It is best to have introduced that little pot that is on my desk.”
Nonetheless, the guards, as quickly as they had been instructed that they need to convey a pot, took the biggest one, as befits a Chief.
Kolyo didn’t inform large tales – however you winked with such tales, and also you, when you’ve got a thoughts in your head, will consider it your self.
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On one other event, he had disguised himself as me – and thus led one other ball for the artists on the Lodge “Sofia”, and once more within the presence of Zhivkov. A pleasant gesture, considerably naive, of an individual who doesn’t notice that it could possibly additionally hurt you if you happen to poke an excessive amount of in somebody’s eyes.
However Collo did not see issues that method.
Generally we had household dinner at their place.
However we had been having a lot enjoyable, and solely after some time did I notice that we had been sitting beneath a portray by Carmelo Gonzalez, the well-known Cuban.
Kolyo would not shove it in your face and brag.
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I get mad after I see – each time – how cruel Dying is, the way it sucks all the pieces from an individual.
Nonetheless, Collo performed to the very finish – not caring what he regarded like anymore.
He in all probability thought that his frenzied need to play might erase all the pieces, even the humiliation of your physique’s betrayal.
The theater should have given him the sensation that that is how he was pushing away from dying.
Or possibly he believed within the well-known phrase that they do not put you within the coffin – solely your damned dying.
The remaining is Whispers, and so forth.
/weekend newspaper/
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Textual content for the photographs
1. That is Kolyo’s most attribute picture: “I really like you very a lot, however nonetheless, watch out!”
2. With Stoyanka – earlier than a dialog in regards to the anniversary of the Satire: “Come on, sufficient of the motto!” she says, whereas Kolyo selects appropriate photographs from the historical past of the theater.
3. Kolyo all the time felt good within the studio of “Each Sunday”.
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