If nothing in life happens by chance, then it was my journey through India that changed me and changed everything. It gave me a creative impulse. That was pure mysticism. While visiting one of the temples, I felt an energy that pierced through me, rising upward and then returning with even greater force. To this day, I cannot explain what it was. And then came a strange, long dream. Some time later, already back home, I began to see through an inner vision four unusual paintings. They seemed complex and, at first, not entirely clear. In them, I sensed a merging of the cosmic, the biblical, the mystical, and the earthly.

When I began working on these paintings, I never expected the process to last twelve years. I turned to photography as a tool to help me. There was no way to avoid allegory after all, it’s impossible to express on canvas, in a direct way, what fate is, what love is, what painting means, or what life truly is. This work became my answer to the questions that had long been troubling me.

P.S. I worked with gratitude and with a deep sense of responsibility to the One who noticed me from the corner of His eye.