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Awards
2014
3rd Place Winner
Portrait Society Of America 3rd Place Winner Members Only Competition
Still Life Category
Still Life Category
2013
Full Fellowship
Residency Fellowship at Vermont Studio Center, Johnson, VT
2008
Jerome Caja Terrible Beauty Award
Visual Aid San Francisco, California
2007
Best In The Show + Cah Prize
Loyola National Works on Paper, Chicago, IL
2007
Award of Excellence + Cash Prize
Northern National Art Competition, NICOLET College, Rhinelander, WI
2005
Best In The Show + Purchase Award
"DIMENSIONS 2005" 40th National Exhibition, Winston Salem, NC
2005
Full Fellowship
Residency Fellowship at Helene Wurlitzer Foundation, Taos, NM
2005
Award of Excellence
48th COMMUNICATION ARTS Annual Illustration Competition, CA
2004
Award of Excellence
SDAI 46th International Exhibition, San Diego, CA
2003
Full Fellowship
Residency Fellowship at Vermont Studio Center, Johnson, VT
1997
Residency Grant
Paul Beckett Foundation (Denmark/Spain), Almeria, Spain
1993
Gold Medal
Mid-Atlantic Watercolor Exhibition, Baltimore, MD
1992
Merit Award
Society Of Illustrators 36th Annual Illustration Competition, New York, NY
1991
Merit Award
Society Of Publication Design 27th Annual Illustration Competition, New York, NY
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INSPIRED FOR LIFE
When I was 6 or 7 years old growing up in Moscow, some 30 years before the experience made its way into the consciousness of my journey, I liked to "play secrets". As an only child I had to occupy myself somehow and that game was as good as any because I could easily do it on my own. It involved rappers for chocolates. The ones that you've managed to consume of course! The better chocolates - the more intricate the rappers were. The best were the ones with the picture in the middle (it could even be a tiny replica of some famous Russian masterpiece hanging at Tretyakov Gallery) and the silver lining. After spending hours on folding them, still smelling of chocolate, just right, completed with the silver design of the lining leaf, you had to hunt for another necessary element of a "secret". That would be a piece of glass. The beer bottled ones, amber in color were the most magical. Then you had to bury the folded rapper with the glass on top in the shallow grave of the playground's dirt. That was a "secret". The magic happened when the young "artist", on all fours and with her nose close to the ground, started to push the dirt away with her single finger in a slow little circular motion, clearing the tiny window of colored glass.... What a transformation! In the first shock of discovery it takes you a while to comprehend what you were actually seeing.....Then it sinks in: a mystery of familiar....And the feeling! Of wonder, of revelation. I think that all my life I am chasing that feeling - the mystery to be discovered. That instantaneous shift of reality, the recognition of magic.
When I was 6 or 7 years old growing up in Moscow, some 30 years before the experience made its way into the consciousness of my journey, I liked to "play secrets". As an only child I had to occupy myself somehow and that game was as good as any because I could easily do it on my own. It involved rappers for chocolates. The ones that you've managed to consume of course! The better chocolates - the more intricate the rappers were. The best were the ones with the picture in the middle (it could even be a tiny replica of some famous Russian masterpiece hanging at Tretyakov Gallery) and the silver lining. After spending hours on folding them, still smelling of chocolate, just right, completed with the silver design of the lining leaf, you had to hunt for another necessary element of a "secret". That would be a piece of glass. The beer bottled ones, amber in color were the most magical. Then you had to bury the folded rapper with the glass on top in the shallow grave of the playground's dirt. That was a "secret". The magic happened when the young "artist", on all fours and with her nose close to the ground, started to push the dirt away with her single finger in a slow little circular motion, clearing the tiny window of colored glass.... What a transformation! In the first shock of discovery it takes you a while to comprehend what you were actually seeing.....Then it sinks in: a mystery of familiar....And the feeling! Of wonder, of revelation. I think that all my life I am chasing that feeling - the mystery to be discovered. That instantaneous shift of reality, the recognition of magic.
