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My name is Daria, and I have been drawing for as long as I can remember, and I cannot imagine myself without it. My path to becoming an artist was not fast. For the first time I sat down at an easel at the age of eight in the house of culture of a village in the taiga. Then the inspiring St. Petersburg, in which I felt like a little princess. Every day, when I came home from school, I drew something. And dad offered to go to art school. After five years of art school, there was a year of preparatory courses. An attempt to enter an architectural institute turned out to be a failure, and I entered the art department of the pedagogical university. And it was mine: paintings, portraits in oil, the creative atmosphere in the studio, the smell of paint. Even in my first year of studies, I began to attend sessions of nature, which were organized by fellow artists who had long since abandoned the art institutions of the city. As a result, I was the youngest there, and one of these colleagues later taught at my art school. Some of my classmates already from the second year went to work as a teacher in an art school, and I was more puzzled by the search for knowledge and the opportunity to draw even more. And when studying at the institute was not enough for me, I also entered the art school. True, I studied, I was there for a little more than six months, but not because I was expelled. By the will of fate or something else, I ended up studying in the workshop of an honored artist (there were only three such lucky ones). He taught us how to stretch and prime canvases, cook oil, write large copies and sketches from photos. I learned a lot about oil painting in this workshop. I now use all this knowledge in my paintings and portraits.