I was born and raised in the beautiful town of Versailles, France. My love story with art began there at the age of 10 when an amazing lady waltzed into our school to give a presentation on three European art legends – Mondrian, Malevich, and Kandinsky. I remember the feeling of discovering something new that resonated deeply with me. I was mesmerized, spellbound, and from that moment, I fell head over heels for abstract art.
At the same age, I also dreamed of becoming bilingual and living across the channel in England. That dream came true in 1993 when I packed my bags and moved to the vibrant city of London. A few years later, I found myself in Portsmouth, diving headfirst into Russian studies at university. After graduation, my journey took me to St. Petersburg where I spent 15 fabulous years working as a translator in a city I adored.
In 2017, I returned to England to be with my partner and his two children. Settling in the small town of Boothstown, nestled in the Manchester suburbs, was far more challenging than I had anticipated. I missed my dear friends and the beautiful city I had left behind.
My work as a translator kept me cooped up in my office all day, living in near isolation. By the time the COVID pandemic hit, I had already spent three years in an almost hermit-like existence. The loneliness took a toll on my mental health, and my relationship with my partner started to suffer. That’s when I realized I needed an outlet, something to make me feel alive and put the "fun" back in functioning.
I remembered the happiness painting had always brought me and decided to pick up my brushes again. I started painting every single day, like my life depended on it, and gradually, things began to change. Painting helped me cope with the loss of my old life, filling the void with colour, creativity, and purpose.
Before I knew it, I was waking up excited for the day ahead, eager to face the blank canvas in front of me. The simple act of creating something from nothing brought me pure, unadulterated joy. It reignited my passion for life and helped me rediscover myself in ways I never expected.
Fast forward to today, and painting has become my greatest passion. It’s such an irresistible force that I’ve bid farewell to my corporate career, choosing instead to follow my artistic calling. Once again, I am following my bliss, just as I did before.
My love for painting gives life a whole new meaning, and I am committed to honouring it. The challenges and achievements of my journey fuel my art with passion and transformation. Through my paintings, I hope to inspire others to embrace their own passions and chase their dreams fearlessly.
In the world of paint, I find solace, peace, and joy. My greatest wish is for my art to radiate that same joy and bring happiness to those who welcome it into their lives. So, here I am, on this wild and wonderful ride, embracing every moment. Thank you for joining me on this journey—and remember, always follow your bliss, no matter where it leads you!
I was born and raised in the beautiful town of Versailles, France. My love story with art began there at the age of 10 when an amazing lady waltzed into our school to give a presentation on three European art legends – Mondrian, Malevich, and Kandinsky. I remember the feeling of discovering something new that resonated deeply with me. I was mesmerized, spellbound, and from that moment, I fell head over heels for abstract art.
At the same age, I also dreamed of becoming bilingual and living across the channel in England. That dream came true in 1993 when I packed my bags and moved to the vibrant city of London. A few years later, I found myself in Portsmouth, diving headfirst into Russian studies at university. After graduation, my journey took me to St. Petersburg where I spent 15 fabulous years working as a translator in a city I adored.
In 2017, I returned to England to be with my partner and his two children. Settling in the small town of Boothstown, nestled in the Manchester suburbs, was far more challenging than I had anticipated. I missed my dear friends and the beautiful city I had left behind.
My work as a translator kept me cooped up in my office all day, living in near isolation. By the time the COVID pandemic hit, I had already spent three years in an almost hermit-like existence. The loneliness took a toll on my mental health, and my relationship with my partner started to suffer. That’s when I realized I needed an outlet, something to make me feel alive and put the "fun" back in functioning.
I remembered the happiness painting had always brought me and decided to pick up my brushes again. I started painting every single day, like my life depended on it, and gradually, things began to change. Painting helped me cope with the loss of my old life, filling the void with colour, creativity, and purpose.
Before I knew it, I was waking up excited for the day ahead, eager to face the blank canvas in front of me. The simple act of creating something from nothing brought me pure, unadulterated joy. It reignited my passion for life and helped me rediscover myself in ways I never expected.
Fast forward to today, and painting has become my greatest passion. It’s such an irresistible force that I’ve bid farewell to my corporate career, choosing instead to follow my artistic calling. Once again, I am following my bliss, just as I did before.
My love for painting gives life a whole new meaning, and I am committed to honouring it. The challenges and achievements of my journey fuel my art with passion and transformation. Through my paintings, I hope to inspire others to embrace their own passions and chase their dreams fearlessly.
In the world of paint, I find solace, peace, and joy. My greatest wish is for my art to radiate that same joy and bring happiness to those who welcome it into their lives. So, here I am, on this wild and wonderful ride, embracing every moment. Thank you for joining me on this journey—and remember, always follow your bliss, no matter where it leads you!