Friday evening, away from town Painting

I create art with a story for people I like to paint! I like when my work is interesting to people! Art is a way for me to speak with people! If you are interested in something, you can ask me! I will be glad if you subscribe to me! Good afternoon! My name is Vasily. Since we are not familiar, I would like to tell you about myself so that you can have an idea of ​ ​ what kind of person I am and what role art plays in my life. I don't know if you'd be interested, but I'll make sure you don't get bored and you want to read it. I've been drawing since birth. As long as I remember, I always had a craving for drawing. Drawing and machines. I love cars too. And your family. And especially his wife and daughter, but then about it. In kindergarten, my drawings always occupied the first places, my teachers always showed my drawings to my parents and were delighted. When I painted, all the children sat around me and watched me draw. Then I did not attach any importance to this. You won't believe it, but I took it for granted. It always seemed to me that drawing is just like being able to walk or breathe. My parents said I had it from my grandfather. They say he had the perfect handwriting. Although we must pay tribute, dad and brother taught me to draw a circle. By the way, my father was an engineer and often took me to work where there were a lot of cars. I guess I got a love of cars from there. At school, I had my favorite drawing and drawing lessons. Time went on and in high school they had already canceled drawing and drawing, considering them unnecessary, and increased the amount of mathematics and physics. Objects were complex and took a lot of time and effort. And so I had less and less time to draw. I only painted sometimes in a notebook. But I paid less and less attention to drawing. I began to forget how great it is to draw. Mom decided that you can't study all the time and in the ninth grade she decided that art school would not interfere with me. Unfortunately, the teachers did not want to go to our meeting. It turns out that you had to go to art school from the first grade. When we were denied art school, parents decided that drawing is not so important, and since mathematics is taught most at our school, I am destined to be an economist. Then I did not fully understand what was important in life and what was not. Since parents said to be an economist... so it is necessary.