One night in 2007, soon after I started painting, I woke at night, looked at my window and was astonished to see a very bright, unusual, unbelievable green sky, I had never seen before. It was separated at the horizon by a narrow deep yellow-pink-orange sparkling band from a deep ultramarine shades of the trees and buildings of the MI City. It was like looking at an attractive, contemporary painting of unusual beauty. With my heart still pounding of seeing pleasure, I went back to sleep, but the emotional impact of that image, I could not forget, it stayed fresh with me and later I revived it and tried to represent it on paper.
I want to say that at the bottom of my approach to painting are my emotions, they are driving my imagery, not my intellect, rational thinking.