Can it really be that there has been nothing new in art in Petrograd? Where is Filonov living? I received the transfer (75 roubles), and thank you for your troubles.
I am working a lot.
My greetings to everyone.
Yet another idiotic banquet. Patriotic speeches. Utterings of “Constantinople, Constantinople”. Bloody foolishness! We hear rumours from the kitchen staff that a general strike is in the offing. Most likely the “comrades” are really planning something big this time, but nothing of any decisive significance is likely to come of it; the “hydra” will be easily grinded down by the regularity of our policing methods. Unless, as some are now saying, the police themselves are in a state of collapse. If such is the case, our brother the bourgeoisie ought to watch out…
Alexei had ½ a syringe of morphine injected and has been sleeping since 6 o’clock.
The weather was fine. Cyrill arrived from Odessa and joined us for breakfast. We went for a walk and sleigh-riding. At 6 o'clock we went to the cinema: the "Mystery Hand" was very interesting.