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Art by Alex Nasekin
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Alex-Profile page I t was the mid of a spring when I was born. It was on April 15 1960. The nature was waking up and I woke up with it. In time I realized that it is a great luck for a person to be born in a village. Then he has an opportunity to go to a big city and know the life and win the world. But at the beginning of his life a person needs the expanses of endless world, fresh air, close contact with animals and freedom. In other words we shouldn't hurry to lose touch with the nature. I'm happy to have all this in my time. I was strongly drawn to art from my childhood. I was a very small child when I began to make sculptures. There was a small lake in our village and there was a precipice near it. It was a usual ravine but it seemed to me a big canyon then. A large piece of dried clay was lying there. I took a big knife from the kitchen and cut my " sculptures" from these pieces out. Usually they were human heads. I don't know why but I didn't show them to anybody except my friend. Then we put them at the edge of the precipice and shot them out with stones. After our battles there were the crooked knocked spouts of my monsters at the bottom of the ravine. Like any children I liked drawing. I was the weakest one among the children of my age but my head had brains and there was a great self-indignity in my small body. I wanted to be the first. Once I found a beautiful picture. There were three beauties painted on it. The picture was very old, tattered and it was perhaps from the old trunk of my grandfather. There were many interesting things there. I copied accurately this picture on a clean sheet of paper and then painted it with colored pencils. I made a rather good copy. The next day I took this picture to school and showed it to my schoolmates as my own work. Everybody was surprised at my talent. They watched at me unbelieving but knowing my inclinations to art they had to believe me. The teacher said to me many good words. So I became an art favorite in our class. I was appointed as the head artist of the wallpaper. I should have approved my action. I had to draw and paint a lot and willy-nilly my hand became strong and skillful. I became the first artist of our school really and many teachers appealed to me to draw placates for them. I made everything they asked magnanimously and took good marks in return. So I realized that drawing might be a mean to earn my life. I was at school when the signs of my disability appeared. I got very tired by walking. Then I was getting tired more and more. And I scared that I should stop walking. How could I live then! I was brought to various doctors. The doctors prescribed me different magic medicines. I had them but my situation became worse. But I wanted to be an artist and wanted to get a special education. I felt hard to think that I couldn't attend the classes at the Art College. The years passed after I got used to my new state but in time the