Hello to everyone who reads my blog. 😎🖤🤗
Shall we continue my story? 🤔
At the moment when we broke up with Mr. S., I began to think about what I wanted to do in the future. I don't want to work with children again. I worked with children for 6 years, many of them became like my children to me, some called me mom. I lost most of my students in the war, they are dead. For me, this is an internal trauma that I am still going through.
Even the guardianship center where I worked as a volunteer was destroyed by an air bomb.
So I started thinking about how to further connect my life with art. I've wanted to do tattoos for a long time, I have 5 tattoos on my body.
I have long been told to start beating tattoos, but I was afraid and only drew sketches to order. But I decided to overcome my fears, talked to familiar tattoo artists. They told me where to start, what to buy.
So the first materials started coming to me. The cartridges came first.
Yes, I decided not to buy a classic tattoo machine, but a tattoo pen. A lot of masters are using them now.
+they are lighter and more comfortable.
At that time, paperwork continued in Germany. I haven't received a plastic passport for 2 years yet.
I remember this trip, it was an invitation to the employment center for a lecture. They told me what needs to be done, what types of work there are in Germany. And that soon we will receive letters for personal meetings with curators.
Then I went to my favorite place near the police station. There is a small lake with benches. I often went there to calm down and relax. A beautiful place.
And this is a beautiful place under the bridge.
If we talk about art at that moment. I walked past the bust of plaster for a long time. Someone put him out because he was all dirty. No one took him away. But I liked him and I had plans for him.
I decided to take care of this guy and put him in order. First, I washed it and let it dry.
And secondly, I still have a can of silver paint, which I used to paint the grid on the wall. I painted this guy. And that's what I got.
So a silver bust of a guy settled into my room, it was very well combined with metal elements of steel, a silver mirror frame.