I was born 22nd of August 1967 at Saransk, the small capital of Autonomous Moldovia. I enjoyed drawing, as all children do. Understanding my surroundings was still far away, but there were smells and feelings, huge rats and headaches. It was another life strongly influenced by nature.
I had been watching and examining for a long, long time, before all of this shaped itself, after many years, into conviction and painting. It all surfaced from unconsciousness? In the mean time I finished secondary school and begun studying technical school, where I gained secondary education. It gave me nothing, and did not fill even a little area of my brain hemispheres. I was feeling useless. Rationalism and routine, however, would have finally suppressed the psychedelic fever and would have fed my minority complexes if it was not for the striving of my unconsciousness. Taking its roots in the childhood it burst the frontiers of banality.
1990 was not only the year of the sun eruptions, but also of my brain. My heart confessed to me and opened the gate of creativity. I crossed it, forever, without looking back, with no doubt, lost for shadow and disbelief.
Mandragora is an imaginary place where artists can go to project their own creative force in whatever form it takes for the sake of it's development with the hopes of turning the entire concept into a compelling video game proposal.