Valery Viktorovich Petukhov Biography

Tom copy for quote the full text on the morning of September 9 in the University Temple of St. Instead of an official necrologist, the editorial office publishes a living word about Valeria Viktorovich Petukhov his friends, colleagues and students. Hippenreiter: The image of Valera lives in the memory and soul of those who knew him closely. I was lucky to find out Valera with a very young man.

It was his student report on Don Quixote and Hamlet. The sound of his voice struck - deep and courageous; The aesthetics and hill of his thoughts fascinated. Most likely, it was the youthful program of the Hero Way. In this way, he then walked, remaining true to himself, his ideals, his calling. In his life and work, it was the path of uncompromising, high morality, pure aspiration.

He inspiredly gave lectures, and many generations of students experienced them as happy moments of his life. He took on more and more complex tasks, working on new programs, educational texts, teaching methods, creating and improving his author’s course of general psychology. It was a constant movement from a dream to its embodiment and again to new plans, but there was no look at their own overloads.

The string pulled more and more - to the tragic limit. I would like to bow low to you, Valera. Thank you for being with us. You stay with us. Shmelev: With Valery Petukhov, I was lucky to work at the same department of general psychology in the years. And I met him as an old-story student at home at our common supervisor E. Elena Yuryevna with childish pride said that Petukhov was her student in the student years Valery seriously advanced in the field of thinking psychology, although almost all the other students of Artemyeva, including me, were engaged in psychosemantics.

His thesis was recognized as the best at the competition of the year, although the release of that year was one of the strongest in the history of the faculty of psychology of Moscow State University. But it was Valera who did not make a quick career at the faculty, did not “blind” quickly doctoral, did not rush to administrative regalia, but for many years he worked as a deputy of the then dean A.

Bodalev, and this gave considerable opportunities in E years. And the point is not only that V. Petukhov was passionate, simply obsessed with the pedagogical work, from which he himself received great pleasure, the fact is that his internal exactingness to his scientific product was always higher than any motivation for external nature, earnings, etc. One could say many warm words of gratitude and gratitude after this, so early that left us, the worthy person, having purely personal relations, is of particular value in such relations of moral support and mutual respect with those who at the same time delicately does not claim to be closely “in return”, but now it seemed to me more important to say a few words about him as a professional, because he lived, the surrounding him, and healed the surrounding him and hea Students and friends-colleagues.

Dormashev: Valera was a talented teacher. It was obvious to everyone who at least once visited any of his lectures. In some colleagues, his talent caused a feeling of envy. Others had a difficult sense of surprise, gratitude and admiration. The material of the lecture is well familiar and at the same time you know that in psychology there is little about this to the offensive.

But together with Valera, listening to him, as if you were flying over the abyss of ignorance on the edge of the beam of the understanding that he lit, and easily enters the space of world psychological thought. He did not dump in front of the audience, as is the case with others, “his economy”, demonstrating his considerations or incorrectly understood thoughts of other authors on an empty or in advance.

He and those who listened carefully to him became next to W. James, K. Dunkeir, D. Gibson, A. Leontyev and other classics. It seemed that the departed psychologists look at you with interest and hope and ask: “What are you doing, where are you moving, what is your contribution to psychology? The words of his beloved philosopher M. Mamardashvili can be said about Valera: “He was in the way of honest and good work, and it is very difficult to work honestly.” Here is the image of his path, from the film of the director A.

Tarkovsky, who was equally beloved by him: Valera is collected, slowly and with difficulty, not looking around the sides and under his feet, walks along the cloudy bottom of the empty pool, in one hand he carries a burning candle and the palm of the other obscures the flames from gusts of wind. Once, in the poem by B. Pasternak, “The candle burned on the table” - cabin, and the blizzard was outside the window.

Lectures on general psychology are public business, and outside the windows of the audience and in the corridors of our faculty, at which Valera worked all his life, other winds are blowing now. In one of these corridors, separated by psychologists and geologists, there is a room on the doors of which the “Geokatastrof Laboratory” sign is attached. Mamardashvili claimed that an anthropological disaster occurred in our country.

It is possible that to one degree or another, everything became her victims.We did not have time to discuss what this means psychologically. The platform for such a discussion was: Valera described the phenomenon and introduced the concept of imaginary personality into psychology. Why not open a psychological “laboratory of anthropological disasters”, in which the main method of research will be self -observation and analysis of one's own behavior?

She probably had plenty of empirical material. I would be the first to come to such a laboratory as a subject. Kapustin: When I recall Valery Viktorovich, these memories are always inseparable from the situation of conversation with him.

The themes of our conversations were very different, but, of course, we mainly discussed issues related to the teaching of general psychology. This is understandable, since the course of general psychology, which he built for more than ten years, was one of the main affairs of his life. Valery Viktorovich was very fond of sharing his thoughts, plans and problems that concerned his course, loved their collective discussion, where there was the possibility of an open clash of positions on a particular issue, and, thereby, tests for the strength of his own position.

He was a master of conversation and knew how to organize it in such a way that it combines friendly communication at the same time, and a fairly open and unpleasant discussion of a particular issue. It is probably no coincidence that his beloved philosophers were Socrates and M. Mamardashvili, who greatly appreciated the conversation genre as a way of identifying truth.

Our meetings were not so frequent, since everyone was loaded with their own affairs, but when we met, we never had enough time to discuss all issues. Therefore, these discussions often continued on the way home. I do not remember the case when we would not stop at the entrance to the subway in order to continue the conversation started for some time. Then we usually drove together to my station, I already need to go out, and the conversation does not end and always breaks off at a glance of Kortnev: Valery Viktorovich - a man of Moscow University.

But it always seemed to me that he was what a Petersburger is believed. Intelligent and scrupulous. Soft - and, at the same time, living according to solid principles. I remember how he read Mamardashvili last summer. He read and admired, read out excerpts aloud. And he talked about new plans. There is one song, and in it the lines: “In the sky, the stars lit up, I walk from work tired.

I love you, life, and I want you to become better. ” He was an amazing worker. Laureate, talented lecturer. But most of all - a worker. He mowed the grass along the dew, gathered students on holidays in order to finish, to tell. And he did not give it all the time. Maybe this is precisely why he was the one who is called a teacher for many generations of students. Because everyone who came to his lectures had to do a lot of his own soul, in order to go next to him when he talked about his science.

So that this science has once accepted you. He did not let him again. But how much I managed. Sokolova: An amazing sense of spiritual proximity arose instantly at every meeting with Valera. It seemed that communication was for him an exciting business, intimate and vital. Whether we came across for a few minutes before his lecture, whether we exchanged the impression of some kind of artistic work on the run, whether he went to the department to give me the still relevant volume of the next psychology with amazing dedication - each time I experienced direct joy.

This happens when life gives a meeting with a truly significant person, and we, without realizing this report, unconsciously strive to capture, keep his image in memory, with some internal instinct, intuition, guessing the rarity and brevity of this meeting. The emphasized impeccability of his appearance in my perception somehow coexisted with recklessness and unspelosity; He “burned” - this was visible with the naked eye, caused a nicer feeling of delight, guilt and his own impotence.

It is not for me to judge if his way of being could be different. Valera always remained a very faithful, devoted person - friends, colleagues, his family, psychology. No matter what the stormy events are shocking life and his own, among other things, he never fell to the petty complaints, only very rarely, as if casually could mention someone who upset him, and, it seemed, he was infinitely ashamed of the “weakness” manifested.

It was created in order to arouse admiration and immense respect. None of the teachers of the Faculty of Psychology of Moscow University was so popular, did not cause such unanimous and unconditional love among students. As a teacher, he was unusually charming and artistic, his deep baritone was hypnotized, the grace of appearance captivated. Surprisingly naturally, the strict ministry of psychology as a science with the gift of poetic and aesthetic perception of its subject, colossal erudition and the organic ability to fuse all this together were combined.

In my memory there remains the image of a very beautiful, noble, subtle, delicate, modest, oldly intelligent and childish vulnerable person.