Vladimir Pervuninsky was born in 1957 in the town of Chelyabinsk.  He graduated from the painting-graphics department of Omsk Pedagogical College in 1985, and from the Moscow State Art College named after V. I. Surikov (the class of Academician D. M. Mochalsky) in 1989.

Pervuninsky participated in the All-Union, Republican and Moscow exhibitions, as well as the Urals Exhibition that was held in the town of Kurgan (1992) and "Landscape of Russia" and  "The Memorials of the Motherland" (1990, 1991).  His works are in private collections both in Russia and other countries of Europe and America.

To look at the canvases of Pervuninsky, they might seem paintings of an artist who is in the making and tries different genres and manners of plastic realization.  However, while examining his works attentively you will see a mature artist who masterly uses the oil painting technique.  Pervuninsky possesses high culture of color and lively anxious painting which are typical of the traditional Moscow style.  All the art genres form an indivisible flow of Pervuninsky’s creative work, and each genre or trend has its own sound.

Classical lucidity, efficiency of composition, harmony of colors, harmony of the whole and the details impress onlookers in the painter’s historical works.  They can only be called historical conditionally.  They are probably reflections and immersions, almost meditation of the painter on the epoch of the highest spiritual level of the Russian people. Onlookers can bear the monumental majesty of images, the fixed look of the characters of great spirit almost at the psychological breaking point, and mosaic glimmer of painting surface is considered to be certain protection against the chilling winds of history.

Pervuninsky has painted a large number of works devoted to old Moscow.  His urban landscapes have a mark of nostalgia and that is why they are slightly idealistic.  The amazing plastic expressiveness and considered composition are subordinated to the main idea which is a calm talk of the painter with the soul of the city still not worn out by the history wheel.