At the age of three, plasticine got into my hands. When I was five I learned that to mold and sculpt means to be a sculptor. Thus, I got a dream of whom to become, and later - whom to die. After I finished school, my parents insisted on getting an education as an architect and constructor. They were convinced, it is impossible to earn money with the profession of a sculptor. I continued to make original gifts to order ... dreamed of a European academy; worked at a construction site, where supervised building of about 7 houses; was sculpting cakes decorations; i created custom-made polymer dolls, worked as a cleaner, a loader, a lathe worker, a dishwasher and many others. got tired of it all; sold the apartment and all my property to leave for studying Art in Europe. I was visiting many academies to make a choice. I tried in Rome, then in Paris, and stopped in Vienna, chose the Akademie der Bildenden Künste Wien.
my grandfather was a carpenter and he made wonderful things out of wood.he showed me how to work with clay and for the first time gave me a chisel and hammer in my hands.