I can sense the beginning--when the world is still a little scary, but increasingly appealing. I am good at noticing details: glances, intonations, pauses between words. Sometimes I seem calm, but inside I have many thoughts, dreams, and questions. I am not looking for perfection, but sincerity -- in people, in conversations, in myself - that is why I study art and painting. And I have a special feeling: everything important is still ahead
