​My story started to spin back in 1980 in the world that exists no more. I came in this world in a remote hospital beyond the iron curtain into one of many grey and standardized soviet families. Through life my interest in art was indefinite and intuitive, tied with Andersen’s tales, Giger’s imageries and Witkin’s mise-en-scenes. These dark, personal realities were my early allies through the loneliness of childhood years and the detachment of boyhood in 90’s - the time of the collapse of the empire and exposure to free world with all its addictive and exhausting freedoms. I was well in my thirties when I realised that visual language and expression is the way to unravel one’s personal narrative, one’s story, one’s memories, dreams, desires and torments. My work is born out of the tragicomic aspects of human life, out of the forbidden energies which culture has battled since the dawn of humanity. It is a search for a narrow territory – territory between individual unconsciousness and collective consciousness, territory of being between self, instincts, desires, inclinations, perversions, dogmas, rules, culture and society.