Here we are - the organizers of this small misunderstanding on the WEB. My name is Valeria (for more details CLICK HERE ) and I play the major role of the artist in our small family team. My husband’s name is Svetoslav and he is the one who deals with everything that people like me - sophisticated artistic Sauls and free spirits prefer to leave to the wizards. All those technical trifles that often make this unpredictable creature called computer perform most of the time its best and do, at least part of the things I want it to do!
Frankly speaking, I’m not quite sure what are exactly all the things he has to deal with, but one thing is clear- without his help we would have never come that far.
So, that is part of the story…
Here comes the history of our site.
I have been painting as far as I remember myself as a person. There is not a thing in the whole wide world that I like doing better. Unfortunately, I am not among those lucky people, who had got their first computer shortly after their birth (if not even before it). Once for a very short time when I was about 13 I was allowed into "Club Computer" to play a little. Now, more than 15 years later, I know that the small graphics program, whose name I can hardly remember, had been something extremely simple and obsolete even for that time but…
…It seems, there's no place for further comments: That was the moment I realized " that was IT!"- The only thing I wanted to do!
Many years later, when I bought my first PC it took me a lot of time to learn how to make it work and submit to all my wishes (in other words, it was not easy to” tame it"). Somehow, naturally, my husband took all the responsibility dealing with the technical part and the things called generally “all the rest”… Actually, as a whole, the site was his idea. After all, if we both were involved with computers, why should we not take full advantage of all they offered. Finally, here are the results of our cooperation, which, I believe, are worth looking at!

SO, DEAR FRIENDS AND ART LOVERS, LOOK AND ENJOY!

Maybe here is the place to mention the reason why I have no formal education in “arts”. The definition “self-taught” only seems brief. In fact, it is only a beginning of a story, which can shed light on the circumstances and the like…
One way or another, cause-consequences connections are something stubborn you cannot afford to neglect.
Thus in my case there were two main groups of reasons.
In the first one were the attitude of my parents to art as a whole and my involvement in it in particular.
The scene was like this:
It was the late socialism era. In the background, my granddads were both working in the sphere of culture and art (namely, literature, journalism, critics…different sorts of media). Not real writers but somewhere close. Ironically, one of them had got to the top while the other had almost hit the bottom of the career ladder.
In the spotlight, two engineers (my parents) whose youth has disappeared together with the 60ies, whatever that meant… Respectively, their attitude to art was, let me define it as ambivalent: kind of sentimental mix of soft spot, highbrow scorn and suspicion. In other words, as a hobby it was all right, a cute and prestigious, a bit eccentric addition to your main occupation, but as a profession they considered it something not serious, uncertain even dangerous... If you can't be sure whence the wind will blow, better beware of draught ... sort of common sense.
While I, personally, was not really into anything I preferred not getting involved … also sort of common sense.
Then everything changed abruptly and dramatically in the 90-ies… Actually, both yes and not – routine is difficult to overcome.
For me personally the changes were substantial- in brief I got married and left for or rather arrived in Israel.
For the skeptics I have to confirm yes, tourism is one thing, immigration – completely different even when you can go back whenever you like!

Here we move from stage one to stage two, namely my personal attitude and development.

Now, I had all the time and freedom in the world. After a short period of happily sitting around doing nothing, a couple of misjudgments, silly mistakes and a little thinking, it turned out that everything were predestined…
I mean that after turning down everything that was unlikely to work, there was only one thing left. I had simply to wait a bit… to look around, to tune in… It was not clear for what exactly, but when the time came, the Fate put the pieces of the mosaic in their right places and it started shaping up.
However, let us go back to the main question, my personal attitude and involvement. I do not even know where to start.
It has never crossed my mind to stop painting in the same way as to deny myself food, for example. You know it happens sometimes; you can forget and miss a couple of meals when you are short of time or under pressure, but you cannot ignore hunger, right?
However, this is only part of it. For me painting is not only bare necessity it is also a pure pleasure – here everything is simple and clear. The other part is considerably more complex.
I do not know where the problem is – in me or in the structure, but in fact, I cannot even imagine myself in any kind of Arts School or Academy… That does not mean that I have nothing to learn or the students there are wasting their time… Simply there are parts of formal education, which will surely make my life miserable, spoil the pure joy of creating (following the free spirit). For example, I cannot stand drawing still life or on a given assignment, meeting deadlines…, explaining afterwards what, why and how…, or someone breathing in my neck telling me what I can or cannot do…
I do not believe that if you want to ride a bicycle, you have first to invent it, then put it together and only at the end learn how to ride. Simply nowadays, you can find anything you need in books, handbooks, on the web…
Not a diploma in the world will make you an artist.
It is also true that schools of formal arts education are also places where you meet and connect with talented people; you become part of the tight knitted clan where personal contacts count…
However, despite that… or rather because of that…
There are lots of systems. Each one has its advantages, disadvantages and rules… but the splits and spaces between them are even more ...
Street Vagrant cats also live among us, but not with us, if you know what I mean…

That is about all.

Here I tried to tell you about our small team, about our site and most of the things I felt might be interesting for you and myself. In conclusion, I would like to add a brief explanation regarding the name of the site. It is not precise, or rather not quite true. The point is that when I start working, I seldom know in advance and even less frequently have the clear picture of what the result will be. Therefore, you cannot say that these so-called "worlds" are mine… I rather feel that I (belong to them) am actually part of them. In any case, this definition is much closer to my philosophy. But a title of the type” Worlds that accept Valery as one of their own" seems not a very suitable title for a site. You might disagree. It is the way I feel and as the site is mine… (You have no choice but accept it!)
So now, when you know everything we feel you should about us, we wish you to enjoy the time spent in our site!