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The triptych was commissioned by the artist in the year of World War II, when the theme of opposing the invader was central to art. The soldiers going to the front were inspired by him. The rear guards providing the soldiers with food, weapons and clothing also found solace in him.
“Alexander Nevsky” was written for reports from the front, to the roar of anti-aircraft guns, under the bright light of the searchlights cutting the sky. He was called to arouse enthusiasm and inspiration in the souls of the audience, the confidence that the enemy can be defeated, no matter how terrible he may seem, and no matter how many hordes of him are innumerable.
On the left and right side of the triptych, soldiers gather for war. They are escorted by women - an old mother, leaning on a stick, a wife holding a small child in her arms. It is worth fighting for them, so that life goes on, the child grows up, the mother was able to live her life in peace and quiet, and not in all-consuming fear for her son. The land itself, its river, village, small church also needs protection, and is also going to wait for its sons.
In the middle, the image of a warrior is naturally developing. Alexander Nevsky - the man who stopped the German knights, like no one else could inspire the defenders of the country to war with the Nazi invaders. In his figure there is something monumental, the memory of the ancient heroes, and at the same time - icon-painting severity, a banner with the face of Christ, reminiscent of the holiness of the Russian land. He stands, leaning on his sword, a banner is drunk behind him and his cloak sways in the wind, and, fully dressed in armor, he waits for those to come to fight with. They will come - and die from the sword with which they came.
And behind him - defenseless, dear, beloved land. A white-walled city on the river, a cloudy, frowning sky, ready to seem to cry. You need to fight for them, for the children and mothers remaining in the city. And you can’t help but win - just as Alexander couldn’t help defeating him in his time.