I was born in the USSR in the family of a military engineer and a mathematics teacher. Lived in Leningrad and Odessa. Dad often took me to museums and art galleries, then I fell in love with art and I really liked to draw. I entered art school, but my parents divorced and perestroika began. My mother had no money and I stopped going to art school. I tried to draw on my own, but received ridicule from others that I was not good enough at it. The secret dream of being an artist has been my inner pain all my life. At some point I was given a camera as a gift.
Photography became my brushes and paints. For 8 years I photographed in a more classical style: streets, children, women and men. I came up with a photo shoot as a way for a person to get to know himself and his emotions; in some way it is a spiritual practice or therapy.
Recently I discovered my new way of working with images. Which opened up limitless possibilities for me in creativity. Now I feel like a real artist.
Ordinary items and objects turn into something completely different, and I am happy like a child when I see it. Thanks to my images, I can encourage people to see and feel more than they are used to.
