



There I was born and raised until I came to Israel at the age of 17. I was polite, hardworking and serious girl reading books day and night, playing piano (how not?) and doing everything in order to please my parents and Russian education.

This girl still exists in me: sometimes she calms me down and more often than not influences the choice of my life goals. There is also another side to this girl (what Freud would say about it?), another character trait trying to break out: Creativity with burning love for colors, aesthetics and Life itself. I get up daily for my orderly work at the university. With two academic degrees I relate to my job seriously. It gives me contentment and satisfaction. But sometimes the routine causes my creativity to explode inside me bringing out the tsunami of unstoppable restlessness. Or more accurately saying, I can’t stop painting. My paintings are open windows to my soul (well-worn but accurate metaphor that worked for the good and many before me). They are spots where I can dance as if nobody can see me there. People asked me why I didn’t choose to be a realistic painter? I am so glad you are here and I’m grateful to you for giving me the opportunity to share with you another side of me. I think this question as interesting in connection with all the information I bring up here with full honesty. I follow the rules, obey the conventions. In my art I cannot be bound! It’s a different continent. This is the place where my soul breaks all the boundaries. I hold on to the paintbrush and take off!Ĭolorfulness, free movement and harmony fill me up!
