Born in 1993 in Tomsk, Russia.
In 2016, graduated from the Tomsk State University of Architecture and Construction with a degree in Architect.
- Group exhibition. Gallery "Tomskaya Gostinaya", Tomsk. 2018
- Personal exhibition. Club "Capital", Tomsk.
- Group exhibition. The building of the Administration of Tomsk region, Tomsk. 2019
- Personal exhibition. Sanatorium "Chazhemto", Tomsk region.
- I place in the nomination "Portrait", an open competition of fine art "Magic Brush 2019", dedicated to the anniversary of the Honored Artist of the RSFSR Konstantin G. Zalozny (1929 - 1992) D. Mozalovo, Tomsk Region.
I was born in a small town in the heart of a big cold country. Around there was always a lot of wild forests and old people who knew many legends. For example, my great-grandmother lived in a village deep in the woods and refused to move to the city. For her, everything there was native and pure. In her view, each object and natural phenomenon had its own soul or an understandable reason. All my childhood I spent with her. Thanks to this, I acquired a passion for finding the depth in a familiar environment. I was fascinated by the sounds of nature at night. The darkness allowed me to fantasize uncontrollably about what could be there. Instead of being afraid of dark forests and the silence of deserted places, I learned to see in them a romantic charm. And I decided that my mission is to show other people how I look at the world. Art could help me in this.
I graduated from school without enthusiasm, but when it came time to decide on a career choice, I was forced to compromise. As a higher education, I chose an architectural specialty, since it was associated with visual self-expression and allowed me to have a stable place of work. But the educational process was built in such a way that it discouraged any desire to work in a specialty and try to integrate into the area that is fading due to the exaltation of material wealth and lack of respect for human needs.
I fell into a pit of depression because of the deaths of my father and grandmother, which I watched with my own eyes. You understand how fragile the body is. You understand that life is a short period of a painless state, outside of which you lose a human face, and all feelings become insignificant in the face of inevitable death.
But oddly enough, my own illness brought me back to life. The most severe pain I have experienced in my life. She made me drop fear and take a fresh look at my life. I realized how pitiful I was. And if every day can be the last, then it is better to spend it on something significant. I remembered my childhood dream. I decided to do what I really like - to express on canvas the world that I see. Even if it meant being poor, lonely, or misunderstood.
After graduating from university, I retired to a rented place and began to draw everything that was on my mind, what I had experienced over the years and dreams that I could not find meaning. For several years I barely spoke with anyone and left the house only for food and paint. This time is remembered to me with warmth and fear, because sometimes my thoughts immersed me in the darkness of the unconscious. In my paintings I depicted demons, hoping that by translating them into visual form, I would be able to cope with them. I dived into these imaginary worlds, inventing new laws according to which they exist.
And now I want to share my creations.