Picture yourself standing on the shores of a vast ocean. Feel the sand between your toes. Smell the salty air as you breathe in. Hear the hush of each wave as the cool water rolls over your feet. See the reflection of the sun majestically painting its rays onto the surface, a palette of blues and greens swirling together in front of you…
Even though now my life is as peaceful as it can be, my days are filled with creativity, calm joy and happiness, there was a time when my hands were literally shaking from stress from the moment I woke up to well into the night until I managed to get a couple of hours of shallow nightmarish sleep.
Not too long ago, I was finishing up eight years of medical training in my home country – Ukraine.
I spent my evenings studying for exams and completing assignments, then instead of turning out the light, I would set up my easel and spend the rest of the night painting. Sometimes until 6am. I’d always wanted to be an artist: medical school was the sensible thing to do, but I loved to paint. Art was my calling and I believe that creativity is the ultimate form of expression.