After 20 years of a successful career in IT and Finance, getting tired of coding, figures and reports, I discovered the freedom and therapy of Art.
Being a chield I loved staring for hours at the pictures from a variety of art magazines belonging to my architect-mom… There was another world in there, so different, so mystical to my Soviet surroundings. At the same time I spent a few years taming the piano and going through the classic books. Tolstoy, Turgenev, Tchaikovsky, Rachmaninoff and many other genius compatriots developed my emotion of a “soul in pain”, specific and well known for Slav.
Well years later I found myself in the miraculous region of the Alps, integrating into Swiss and French cultures, breathing in the fresh mountain air. It was there, that I realized my need to express everything that has been stacked and packed inside for too long, I have a beautiful opportunity to expose and reveal.
I do not paint objects. For me the interest of creating art is not to copy colors, shapes and shadows, as these tasks have already been tackled by photography. I express my dreams, my mood, my interpretations and fantasies on the subject, its character, as I would like to see it. To me, painting is a combination of physical practices such as yoga or qigong and a visual meditation, it's like a shamanic dance where every hand movement is intuitive and subordinate to a subconscious rhythm, thoughts are dissolved in space, and only emotions are splashed on the canvas, solidifying in color and texture.
I enjoy volume and movement, provocative brightness and contrasts. Objects have no precise shape because they are being born and changing, communicating, dying and dissolving into eternity. This life cycle is continuous and infinite. And we are so lucky human being to witness this miracle of nature.