Michael is that rare artist who is an artist every day, 24 hours a day.
Half a century ago, came home from work, my mother found on the wallpaper Mishanina masterpieces. " Antonovna - listened to her conscience nanny how you allowed ? "
Well, the same wines Hoca ! Puzzled exclaimed - ta! "More Not discussed. Every day he got up at dawn and quietly, without bothering anyone, painted walls, not handy pencil -strawberry amiss, and for a list of cabinet - nail. And when my grandfather woke up, the creative workshop moved on his bald head…
Love others, especially my mother, all these outrages took as the best gift.
After all, " if the human soul longs for a miracle, make for it is a miracle ! New soul will at him and new you ! A. Green " Scarlet Sails "
Even in school demure - Bear, shkodnichal of silence in the classroom drew caricatures of classmates and blew through the ranks. Complaints teachers colleagues mom did not have any significance for her… Misha wants to draw, so let draws and no matter where and when!
All in the family never raised his voice, no quarrels. Was Peace, Peace and Love.
Maybe thanks to Misha came out of childhood, was an artist?
He… does not invent stories for his paintings, he does live in a world itself, how it writes ! He lives in a fabulous house ( built with his own hands ), he sleeps on the bed fabulous (and everyone in the house is also made by himself) dumbbells even painted their own way!
Himself will be saved, and thousands around you will be saved, because the Bible says. World peace of mind of the artist makes from the bustle of many, look how many videos on the internet with pictures of Michael !
And in 2003, five of his paintings represented Russia at the international forum in St. Petersburg on a laser show for heads of state.
As everyone has time ? Just added to the week 1 more day, " the 8th day of the week " ! And in the workshop had children… Children's Art Art Studio " 8th day of the week " was a dream child of happiness, here becomes a fairy tale come true, but the reality goes on paper and becomes virtual, soluble under the laws of beauty and goodness.