Every time I touch the brushes and the white primed canvas I feel the ultimate bliss. After years of working and deepening in the rapidly developing electronics, returning back to the ancient and most human way of expression - just with paint and brush, or even with the simplest charcoal, is a fortune for me. I'm even happier when the things I've created give someone else, if not happiness, at least a great pleasure. Recently I felt such a surge of feelings when I personally took a pictorial work of mine as a gift to a close man. I thought he would think a long time about exactly where he would put it, and he, without thinking, took down the work standing beside his desk, and put mine, unable to hide the pleasure that had been written on his face. And not because it was a gift, but because the whole room was shining. And everything around has begun to look not only more beautiful but also better. Really!