Once when I was a kid I read a story (that’s a pity now, but I do not remember the name of the author) where the main character was writing a letter to his beloved girl.

It was a story about the rain outside a window, how deep he was missing her, how important she was for himit was such a hearty letter, written in one breath. Next morning he read the letter and got disappointed. Rain,longing, sadness … He teared it to pieces and threw away.

The story made a great impression on me, and I wanted to learn how to treat my feelings, wishes, and creations carefully and politely.

Letters sent, creations shown.

I think I succeeded.

Otherwise this site would have never appeared.

A human needs another human. An artist needs an audience.

So, Welcome to Our Virtual Trip!