The desire to devote my life to creativity appeared in my distant childhood. All my life I have been surrounded by picturesque places. At first, I lived in a country house with my parents, and in the summer they sent me to my grandmother, whose house was near the forest.
I originally planned to become a builder or engineer. I loved building various buildings with my father on our site. The first building I put in an effort was the backyard bathhouse. Initially, my father and I went to the forest, cut down trees, and then cleared them of bark. With each trip to the forest, I began to notice the surrounding nature. There were various plants, a couple of times hares came across my eyes, but the most important thing that really pleased me was the landscapes.
In just two months we built a bathhouse together. It turned out to be very beautiful, and I was very proud that I put some effort into this building. And at that very moment, my desire to be a builder began to change.
My father noticed this and gave me a gift that changed my life. When the bath was finished, I received a sketchbook and a set of pencils. Dad told me that he noticed how I look at the environment a long time ago. After that, he invited me to sketch the places that I like so much.
From that moment on, I began to engage in creativity. I painted whatever I liked. Together with my father, I began to visit the nearest forest and began to try to paint various plants and landscapes. Sometimes my creation process went so far that I would climb a tree and sit on a branch and draw views.
There was a lake not far away - the most difficult thing that I have ever painted. At first, it turned out not very beautiful, but I did not give up this dream, and did not give up. And then I realized that thanks to creativity, a person can leave a mark about himself.
