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<HTML> <HEAD> <TITLE>Constantin Alajalov Biography</TITLE> <!-- last updated November/1997 by Lyn German --> </HEAD> <BODY BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" LINK="003333" VLINK="CCCC66"> <CENTER> </CENTER> <BR> <CENTER> <TABLE CELLSPACING="0" CELLPADDING="0" BORDER="0"> <TR VALIGN="TOP"> <TD ALIGN="CENTER" COLSPAN="4" height="117"> <CENTER> <IMG SRC="images/alaj_sig.gif" WIDTH="178" HEIGHT="93" VALIGN="0" HALIGN="0" BORDER="0"><BR> <BR> </CENTER> </TD> </TR> <TR VALIGN="TOP"> <TD ALIGN="CENTER" height="372"> <IMG SRC="images/alaj.gif" WIDTH="214" HEIGHT="360" VALIGN="0" HALIGN="0" BORDER="1"><BR> </TD> <TD ALIGN="CENTER"> <BR> </TD> <TD WIDTH="10"></TD> <TD WIDTH="204" valign="top"> <FONT COLOR="#000000" SIZE="2" FACE="HELVETICA,ARIAL"> <font face="Times New Roman, Times, serif">From the age of 16 when the Russian Revolution scuttled his university education, until 25 when he had his first New Yorker cover published, <B>CONSTANTIN ALAJÁLOV (1900-1987)</B> whirled through an array of jobs in Russia, Persia, Turkey & New York, ranging from sign painter to portrait painter to court painter, engaging everything from poetry illustrations to murals.<BR> <BR> Judging from the signature, and the highly geometric flavor of Alajálov's early New Yorker covers (he called them "cubist"), this semi- abstract watercolor was executed within a year or two of 1924, when he was still struggling after his arrival in New York.<BR> <BR> Alajálov was the only artist to have painted covers for both <I>The New Yorker</I> and <I>The Saturday Evening Post</I>, somehow managing to overcome their apparent agreement of mutual exclusivity. One of Alajálov's last covers for <I>The Saturday Evening Post</I>, "Listening in" typifies the artists later stage, when his carefully crafted cartoons satirized the foibles of American life. When I met him in 1984, the artist was a refined and patrician figure, with reason to be proud of a rich body of work in fine illustrative art.<BR> <BR> -Roger T. Reed </font></FONT> </TD> </TR> </TABLE> </BODY> </HTML>