When you open the door, you immediately feel warmth. A large brick stove, brightly glowing, homelike warms the tall, big and bright workroom. In the center of the workroom, there is a mighty athletic figure of Mashkov in black underpants with his legs ridiculously twisted, which immediately caught my eyes. The artist picked up a two-pound weight and, throwing it up, dropped it on the floor (these sounds were heard even out of the workroom). All across the walls near the vases with flowers there were hung bright still-life paintings, landscapes, artist’s model with green highlights and red cheeks, big jugs, breads, watermelons with black seeds. Naked strong youths and girls among huge flowers carried huge fruitages, as a symbol of abundance, across the painted canvases. The workroom was filled to the brim with working men and women students. Some rubbed paints with a pestle (paint grinding stone) on the glass, others sawed and planed boards, making stretchers, and the other ones stretched canvases and primed them with large brushes.