Hi! I'm Nyura, I live in St. Petersburg.
I turn my head off when I paint. My hand itself, almost mindlessly, draws the men's heads, arms and legs onto the sheet. I think it's quite expressive. As someone once called my drawings - abstraction of bodies.
My figures are the fragility and fragility of the soul in a monumental form. Often, I am also simply afraid of the metamorphoses that happen to those depicted. Just as I cannot foresee where my hero's hand will turn, so he endures all these manipulations with horror.