Birch

Lemazart, Russia

I was born and live in the south of Russia, in a cozy green town. I spend a lot of time in nature. As a child, in my parents’ garden, at country picnics, I observed its miracles: the growth of a whole plant from a seed, its changes, I watched a snail crawl out of its shell and stretch out its antennae with eyes, look at me, stroke all the dogs and cats. I was in awe. , contemplating life on the planet. Like all children, I drew it. The music teacher recommended sending me to an art school. I painted all the notebooks. All school notebooks too. While studying at the Faculty of Art, I was inspired by how nature takes back the territory that man had developed. I painted the skeletons of houses overgrown with ivy and hastily painted fences covered with moss. I found beauty in them because of the inner feeling that I was like a place abandoned by man, abandoned by myself and my family. I had a hard time in my parents' family. After coming into contact with spiritual knowledge in 2013 and being shocked by what was new, I began to draw abstractions to express my mental states, they were rushing out. At first the drawings were gloomy. They were art therapy for me. It's like ventilating inner corners where light didn't reach before. When enough light penetrated, the drawings changed. They began to delight with their beauty and abundant content. The lines on them intertwine like climbing plants, like streams on the asphalt. Everything in our world is so intertwined, there is nothing separate, even though it sometimes seems so. My paintings can be called travel paintings, metaphorical paintings. By holding your gaze on the image, you have the opportunity to have a heart-to-heart talk with yourself. Contemplating them, you can meditate and observe your states. I am inspired by the flight of birds, cracks on the ground, streams of rain on the road, intertwined branches, threads, deep warm conversations