I make art because I must. It's a need, an obsession, an addiction. It's my

joy, it's myself, it's my life. It is where I live, it is how I live, it is why I live.

Light, feeling and surrounding spirit - that is where I go, that's that I see,

that's what I bring back, and my images are just extention of that light. I

have been through dramatic career changes including piano player,

chemical engeneering, medical school, medical doctor, OB/GYN, Ph.D.,

major of Russian Army, business owner. I moved to USA in 1995 with two

bags, my eleven years old daughter and about 50 English words on my

vocabulary.

My life in the States has changed according to the speed at which I have

learned English, including a baby-sitter, department store cashier,

hostess, waitress, customer service, some computer programming and

business college, a corporate manager and finally the vice president of a

renewable energy corporation. At 46 I took my first drawing class, year

later I was introduced to clay. Looks like it will be no more changes on my

"profession" list. I found everything I need.