Art, for me, is not a matter of choice, but of biological existence. As I have to breathe, drink water, take food, I have to create, first of all - poetry. Of course, besides poetry I write novels, dramas, essays, studies, critics. But, poetry comes before all that. Until fifteen years ago, I was active in painting.

My paintings were very well accepted and praised by critics. However, for me, painting was just a game. It was a game that took up too much of my time and took me away from poetry. I tried to compress it within myself, but without any success. The world of computers, once again, arouse my passion for a visual game. How successful I am, I couldn’t say, but you can.