Road junction Drawing

I was born and raised in Stavropol, I have a diploma of a Teacher of Fine Arts. When I was studying, I was attracted by the city landscapes of abandoned overgrown places, ruins, rickety houses, ravines with garbage. I found in them the beauty of wilting, the beauty of devastation, the richness of compositional rhythmic lines. Because she herself was injured and dilapidated, I felt like homeless in an unsafe world. Then I met Master, and this meeting influenced my views on the world and myself. I took up knowing myself, studying esotericism and religious teachings. Meditated, practiced various practices. After two years of meditation and the development of awareness, I began a period of spontaneous intuitive abstractions. Drawing of which is also a spiritual practice. I paint when I get into a special mood or state. They often ask me: “Where do you get them?”, And they are born when the time comes for them to be born, appear from under the arm, are supplemented with elements - they grow. Some I finish later when I feel it's time to put in the final touches. Creation arises in the process and reflects the intricacies and intricacies of complex systems of the universe. I draw them as the process goes on, as dictates intuition, hand, line, directs a higher power. I concentrate on the process, switch off, and the default system of the brain always works, it searches, develops, calculates the paths of movement. Creativity has a therapeutic effect. My weaves are the connections of everything to everything in the universe. I manage to pull out a piece of incredible diversity, which cannot be grasped entirely, you can only stay in it and admire it. We are new every moment. Cells are born, some of them die, receptors receive and send for processing fresh information received. I depict a small fragment, but rather create it in a new way, deepening the individual experience. Thus, the Universe is expanding - by the experience of each of us. The microworlds of which the macroworld consists. Calm streams of water wash the sand, intertwine with each other, give birth to ornate unpredictable channels for a short time. Connecting threads, weaving into complex knots, forming systems. The neural connections in our brain are being rearranged. Neuroplasticity. One small but important cabinet is pulled out of the huge chest of drawers of the universe and shows its contents, manifests itself. ... The process and the artist are fused during the creation of the paintings.