

"While Sketch Me! only does one thing, it does it really well. We love it when we come across a novel piece of technology made available in an app.". "A wonderful app that converts pictures into sketches. Sketch Me! is a simple, fun app that lets you convert your photos into sketches by applying up to six different image effects. Basically, any creature can take the place of this animal, but I confess - dogs find a special response in my soul.The original #1 Sketch App on the AppStore.įormer No.1 App in the USA, France, Italy, Spain, Thailand, Malaysia, Equador, Belgium, Portugal, Israel, Taiwan, Germany, Argentina, Ireland and many more. _ It's about "self dog philosophy" - I'm working on understanding of global concepts, such as Fidelity, Virtue, Eternity, Future etcetera, and on a reflection of this enormous "volumes” in dog’s eyes. Under certain circumstances this red dot - a place, a pin, a mark - it can really move the mountain. This map means a feeling of your time and your part in it - let it be an imaginary part. _ This “Being” - a place on notional map existing primarily as a cultural situation, that, on it’s turn, consists of traditions, authorities, relevancies and compliances. Discovering yourself for yourself is something absolutely fascinating - and I think it can be called simply a desire to be.

Somewhere in the golden ratio’s zone, in the alluring prospect under the tiny arch, there is a renowned “starting point” - oh so many coats layered! - but it’s just another subject to be discussed. _ An arched-shaped bridge appears in front of my eyes - green waters flicker with unimaginable shades of shimmering reflections - material and non-existing forms obscure each other - overlap, grow, disappear, renew. So - long live art (its eyes my eyes) - the thing is about a child’s memory from an ancient times, this light-color addiction of me. _ Obviously I see an impression itself as a fundament of all my works - an emotion, a feeling - light and color as a key elements of its translation, transmission, interpretation. But still it all has a great meaning - the smell, the sound, the state, the color of the walls, the air - and when all this substances focus on me, the work emerges, lives, breathes.

This mechanism runs by my presence - a common story for all the artists. So I’m starting to realize that if I’ll change something once again, then I get a brand new work, for which, perhaps, I already have a new meaning and new canvas. Painting comes in easy way - one trifle meets a trick, a Rube Goldberg machine starts a chain reaction, like a reaction on some vaccine, and it goes on and on.
