Diana Cabarov

I see beauty in things people walk past without noticing, in unconventional scenes, taboo, and mysticism.

I paint things I can’t express verbally - memories, dreams, things that keep me up at night. A non-fictional mind projecting through the hand.

I see myself as the one with its own point of view that so many tried to break so many times. A human with 3 degrees that left me with more questions than the answers. The one that finds solace in silence, in nature, in dim light, in complexity of things, in the dome of my own thoughts, the unknown.

A wonderful teacher by education, and the worst student to be taught, whose accomplices are high standards and morals that many people lack.

Moved countries with nothing and started my life from scratch. And I start from scratch every time I prepare my canvas. Over and over again.

Self-taught and proud of it.

- Theory and Methods of Teaching Foreign Languages and Cultures, Linguist-Teacher
- Computational Linguistics
- Web Architecture & Digital Strategy Expert