Katia Weaver

I was born in a boring Siberian city where hard work came first. And when at the age of 5 I told my mother that I wanted to be an artist, she said that I would die in poverty from hunger.

But at the age of 12 he persuaded her to send me to art courses. It was not a prestigious school, but there I...

I was born in a boring Siberian city where hard work came first. And when at the age of 5 I told my mother that I wanted to be an artist, she said that I would die in poverty from hunger.

But at the age of 12 he persuaded her to send me to art courses. It was not a prestigious school, but there I improved my level of painting. I really wanted to devote my life to creativity, but reality hit me in the face every time. My family never had free money, I often put on clothes after my older brother. Therefore, I quickly realized that it is impossible to be an artist in the Russian provinces.

When I turned 24, I moved from this hated place to St. Petersburg, the city of my dreams. It took me years to get used to the local pace of life. And now, when I am 30 years old, I can fulfill my childhood dream. I am an artist.