University of Montana. Love that place.
AFTER FIVE YEARS IN AMERICA AND EARNED MFA DEGREE DECIDED TO SETTLE DOWN IN LATVIA AND CREATE A STUDIO AT THE GRAND-GRANDFATHERS FARM. RURAL LATVIA IS A DAILY REALITY.
In a bar while crossing America. Idaho.
Liepaja. Karosta. Former splendor and wildness of 199ies.
Koenigsberg or Kaliningrad. From the slides of my parents.
New York. Influences for my characters.
Self-made garden houses in my city.
That’s my dad in our garden.
Rural Estonia. Colorful character.
Visiting a sculptor - woodcarver in Valmiera.
This is how I remember my early childhood for some part. Put in a car and helpless.
A tour of Yugoslavia monuments ( Spomeniks). Another one for the fallen soldiers, Zagreb, Croatia, 1970ies
Can't stop observing the blend of modern and historic. The mutations is what attracts attention.
MY SOVIET CHILDHOOD WAS RATHER HAPPY. LIKED TO DRAW MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE. HOWEVER, OUR GENERATION WAS SHAPED BY RAW AND CRUEL 199OIES.
My Father when really young
Countryside and mom’s jam.
My city - Riga. Grey and muddy for half a year.
My landlors in America. She was bipolar and sometimes went to hospital for suicide watch.
My neighborhood in Riga. Yes, it’s Eastern Europe.
That’s me
Love visiting monuments. A special tour in former Yugoslavia visiting their world famous Spomeniks.
If I weren’t sculptor I’d be an architect. This is Balvi or Gulbene - brutalism of our region.