Human beings resemble uprooted nomands: eternal wanderers escaping from the world, and from themselves. But now I know – the power is all around us, in every vein of the leaves, in every straw of the field. We just need to stop and make ourselves look deeper at it. In my childhood, my father taught me to love nature. With age I lost this feeling, but have now gained it back. I feel the freedom and have a strong desire for others to feel it, expressed through my art.
Human beings resemble uprooted nomands: eternal
wanderers escaping from the world, and from themselves.
But now I know –the power is all around us, in every vein
of the leaves, in every straw of the field. We just need to
stop and make ourselves look deeper at it. In my
childhood, my father taught me to love nature. With age I
lost this feeling, but have now gained it back. I feel the
freedom and have a strong desire for others to feel it,
expressed through my art.
I know how hunted a modern city dweller might feel, boxed in,
trapped with their circling thoughts. I can give them hope. I can
give them the morning light reflected on the face of mountains. I
can intrance them, help them to feel every vein on the palm of
leaves, intice them with the smell of the fresh cut hay. I can help
them to feel the recovering power of nature, the same feeling that
saved me as a human being and gave me a new perspective of life
as an artist. I believe this perspective can help others to
experience this same feeling.
I graduated from the Academy of Arts in Saint Petersburg and learned the hard way that classical education gives you the right skills, but it also kills your creativite identity. I started to draw again five years later, when I moved to Georgia and aligned myself with the nature around. I learned from Georgians and witnessed their close relationship with the surrounded essence, which inspired me to have a greater connection with nature.
