Art reflects our inner world... so my mark as an artist has begun long ago, much earlier than I took paintbrushes for the first time.

At first, I saw the world black and white, making straight lines with the names 'good' and 'bad'.

But later life erased my inflexibility step by step. Forced me to look inside my soul and reveal a wonderful color palette with countless shades, filled with love.

The world would never be the same again for me. I just started a new life. And I felt the need to thank the world. I wished to get into everyone's heart, frozen in black and white. And light their melody up with bright colors.

Now, when I have a chance to share my palette of feelings, I create outside. I'm changing and filling day by day, discovering brand new colors of people, places, and events.

I can feel a different kind of energy, combine it and create a piece of art, that fills this world with the light of various vibrant shades. I leave a tiny piece of myself in every artwork I made, but everyone could hear an echo of similar shades in their souls.


When I create with hands - my soul speaking.