There was a kid who lived in a small town near the sea. In the summer loved to stay with his grandmother in her village. Loves nature and every living thing in it. One day there was village no more. The big town took over and days seemed a bit more gray. Then school came and lot's of new friends and questions came with it. Reading was obsession and time was spent watching movies and reading all day. Then games were introduced. Endless nights in front of a monitor. At a certain age a choice was made to attend the Art Academy in the capital city. Took intense 1 year course to learn the basics of drawing. Success. Took me 4 years to understand what I like and I don't. Discovered so many things, one of which was concept art and illustration. And from that day on, fantasizing, one day I'm drawing/painting and I can call that my job. Currently I'm trying to expand design skills in the graphic world. It's really a good job. But I'm spending 90% of my time drawing and painting and thinking about it. I can say I'm obsessed or rather it's a part of me now. I'm still trying to learn. Try to attend a course every year, to be in good shape. So, that's the short version!