The new kids from art school got closer and closer to me, even though I didn't spend as much time with them as I did at the gymnasium. A new wave of bullying from my classmates was triggered by a family tragedy that happened to my older brother—he got cancer. During the several years of my brother's treatment, my mother lived with him in the hospital; my grandmother was essentially in charge of my upbringing. And the only escape for me from family problems and bullying in high school was art school.
In high school, I went to a full-fledged art school. But it didn't work out. After one year I decided to go to art college. I chose it by accident! I did not know what to do for the whole summer vacation and found a course at the college named after A.K. Glebov. This course turned out to be a preparation for entering the college to specialize in "graphic design". My parents did not want me to go to the chosen college, they dreamed of a university. However, I insisted on my own and made an agreement that if I got a free place with a scholarship, I would go to study. I got in! After the results were announced, I had to convince my parents for hours and write the application for admission.
The 4 years of college were unbelievable! 6 days a week from 9:00 to 17:00, working in workshops, so many interesting subjects, working with different materials... it all flew by.
When I was 18, I traveled outside Belarus for the first time. First I went to Germany, and then there were several more trips to Europe. A world of incredible modern art museums opened up for me. I had no idea that art was so GLOBAL, that it was so DIFFERENT. By my sophomore year, I had a dream of attending a European university. I spent several months researching where I wanted to study. My choice was the University of the Arts London. Several times a year UAL representatives came to Moscow to interview and select future students, and I immediately decided that I would go to the next selection. After getting off the night train with a huge, heavy folder, I went straight to the interview. After a few hours of waiting for the results, I was told "Yes! I couldn't believe it was really happening to me. Back home, I began actively seeking funding for my studies. But there would be no happy ending to this stage of enrollment. I could not find a way to pay for my studies in London, and at that point I decided to let this dream remain a dream.
At the end of my third year of college, I asked myself a serious question: where and what I would work after college. As it turned out, it is very difficult to start a career as a graphic designer in Belarus. And my choice fell on a completely different sphere—UI UX design. In search of an internship I sent dozens of letters to different IT companies in Belarus. Mostly there were no answers, but EPAM decided to call me for an interview. After the first interview it will be a whole year before I am officially employed. During this time I will have time to take UI UX design courses, I will be persuaded to take an internship at EPAM ... And then, only after a year I will be employed by the company.
I was incredibly drawn into the UI UX design field! I came across interesting, and most importantly useful projects from different aspects of human activity: from medical domains, to designing navigation of ships on the oceans and seas. However, after working for several years sitting behind a monitor, I realized that the level of pleasure from creating only digital products fell and began to approach a critical level. Words cannot describe how much I missed working with materials.
As I continued to work in IT, I began to search for myself. First, I tried my hand at refinishing old furniture, then I started making hand-painted brooches. Next, I took a series of ceramics classes. Somewhere in between all these activities, my husband and I opened a clothing store, approaching such a business from the creative side as much as possible. The business was not successful, the shop was closed. And all my searches for myself were also unsuccessful. Every creative person always has a very painful question: how to do what you love, but also earn a living? Although, I think not only creative people ask themselves this question ....
A few years passed and I found an interesting need that gave me incredible power and energy—to teach people, to open the world of design to them! To create educational materials, to prepare design workshops... At first I had a few students of beginner designers within the company, then I started giving lectures for colleagues on typography, composition, color science. After a while that wasn't enough! I decided to open a design school in Minsk!
Now I don't understand where I got the courage to make such a big change in my life. I left the company and became a freelancer, worked part-time in start-ups and actively prepared the launch of a design school. In 4 years I managed to graduate about 400 students! But I kept coming back to the idea that I wanted to do illustration, art, make material things. That's why I took various courses in illustration and ceramics.
An event that happened in my family in 2019 had a very strong impact on me. It turned my world, priorities, goals and desires upside down. An event that made me look at life through the terrible grief and pain of loss. My older brother died in an accident. We were very close and he was my role model and inspiration in life. This was my first experience of losing a loved one. Before I came, I had no idea how painful it was.
To get over the loss of my brother, I started working on my own projects: design school, many part-time jobs as a UI and UX designer. At the same time, I started doing more illustration and eventually decided that I wanted to evolve and go into art and illustration. And as if the stars aligned, I was offered to come back to EPAM as an illustrator!