I was born and raised in Russia during the Soviet time. As a child I didn't have many toys and early on learned to play with what I could find. I played with sticks and leaves, building creatures and people; I learned to sew and used this skill for dressing a few dolls that I had; I painted and drew pictures.
My favorite pass time was creating miniature apartments and houses in a thick brush, it was fascinating putting together ordinary things and see them form something unexpected. I loved and to this day love a field of Dandelions, this flower makes a wonderful doll: bud with a stalk for the head, flower for the skirt and a couple of sticks for legs. Split and put in water stalk, curled up lovely so this way my dandelion girl had a curly ponytail.
Russian school back then, had only mandatory classes, there was no pick and choose, and art was a part of a curriculum. In addition to a day time class, for several years I attended an after school art. Was I an artist back then? I don't think so. Art was a big part of any kid's childhood and although I showed little more interest in it than the others, I never was seemingly very good at it. Going after an art education never even crossed my mind.
At the time when I graduated high school we lived in Western Siberia, but I was born in a small town in St-Petersburg area and spent so much time with my Grandma there, that I always felt this is where I belong. I moved in with my grandma and later on relocated to the big city. Without any doubt St-Petersburg formed me as a person. With numerous museums, theaters, and magnificent parks it stands up to it's reputation of Cultural Capital of Russia. Museums and theaters were easily accessible and affordable and I spent a lot of time visiting them. I painted from time to time, but never considered it as anything serious, still, I learned a lot during those years and it helped me to become who I am today.
In 2001 life brought me to United States. Couple of years before I fell in love with an American guy, we decided to get married and that is how I ended up in Florence, Colorado. My husband's family is very artistic. Their creativity in addition to several art classes in a Community College with a very driven and talented instructor made me finally realize, I can make art a bigger part of my life.
This is how I became an artist.
Today, I paint a portrait of a simple life, this is my main subject matter and an inspiration. Things that inspire me, are coming from a place of my earlier years: Grandma's modest house with a very rustic amenities, the garden and a damned potato field which I hated back then as much as I love and cherish it now. I use acrylic and oil paint to capture images from my memories, and I simplify figures and backgrounds to the core, as if not to distract from the essence of the moment.
I want to share the world with everybody and one way to do it, is through my art!
Thank you for your attention and welcome to my world!