RIDING A COCK Drawing

Was born in Moscow​ 1982–1984 — studied in Moscow Jewelry College,​ 1987–1992 — studied in Stroganov Moscow State University of Industrial and Applied Arts.​ 1997 — joined the Moscow Artists’ Union.​ Since 1988 has participated in more than 30 exhibitions, including Russian and international projects. She works as an artist specializing in painting and graphics. Articles about the artist were published in ‘Salon’ and ‘Mezonin’ interior design magazines. You can find her works in private collections in Russia, Austria, Italy, United Kingdom, France, etc. Unknown Paris I recall that when I arrived in Paris, it was a complete stranger to me the city, so I had to start my life here. However, I did not know what to do - run on the city streets or sitting in the studio, where you can draw whatever came into his head. But it occurred to an incredible number of things. I call back to Moscow friends, and my very close friend said: "Lada, that you are sitting, it is necessary to know Paris, listen to him, to his every rustle, and it will open in front of you. You will learn a new life. " And I went. Honestly, with the card. Once on the Boulevard Saint-Germain, I got lost, got up at some lights, because it was already dark and began to study the map. And still I could not figure out where I was. Then out of the darkness came a man, in his hand a musical instrument lay in the bag, he asked, first in French, then in English, why I'm here. And I said that I was lost and I am from Russia and I'm an artist. And for some reason we started to talk to him without any hesitation. We talked as if they were familiar life: you're an artist, he said, let me show you Paris. So we went. He said that he had to go for a short time in the case in the cafe, and then we'll go to places that I would never see if I will walk alone, and even more so with the card. And then we went into some kind of half-empty coffee shop, as it turned out, a jazz café, and probably my companion was a musician, and negotiated with the owner of the cafe concert. I stood and viewed the wall, how everything is arranged, and then went on, and he talked about some of the building, said he was a music teacher, composer, and now we drink coffee in one magical place. Match, and it says - hotel. I thought, and what is what we came to the hotel, but there is no place to retreat too.