Milla Malova

I was born into a creative family.
My dad loved to work with his hands. From an early age I watched him fix old broken electrical appliances, build houses and work with wood. Later, when I went to the first grade of elementary school, my mom bought her first camera and we spent a long time preparing for joint photo shoots, where I was the model and my mom was the creator. Even now I look at these pictures with warmth and feel the magic process that took place in our old house, because my dad built the new house. In those days I plunged into the process and learned to pay attention to details and patience! As time went on, school lessons became more and more and my mother found a new hobby that has grown so much that it still feeds her to this day! She learned to mold first with paperclay and then with clay and other molding materials. She now has her own fairly well-known brand. Her photography skills came in handy. And I began to absorb all the knowledge and nuances that I observed every evening in the small apartment with the inquisitiveness and energy inherent only in children. When I was 15 years old, my dad tragically died, and my mom decided to start a new family and I became terribly lonotnoko. Studying did not bring enough ...

Back in 2015, I apprenticed as a surveyor.