

From my tenderest years I was a real artist - I went to art school from the age of 6! Every day I was inspired by my inimitable grandmother, who herself was a real pro in the art - especially in cooking borscht! And grandpa?
He was my harshest critic, but at the same time my most devoted fan of my creations. After all, who, if not him, knew what real art was - after all, he lived with me since childhood, while my mother was busy earning money! How can I not remember the funny moments when I was drawing in the kitchen, and my grandfather shouted: โCome on, come on, one more picture, otherwise there wonโt be any borscht!โ Now, adult and independent, I am still grateful to them for my love of art and for raising me in such a unique way. Long live my artistic family!๐จ๐๐