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ABOUT PARADOX SHAPES YOU

Where the absurd becomes art, the pain becomes power, and you become you.

Welcome to ParadoxShapesYou.life—a home for brave souls, curious creators, and those dancing on the edge of what-is and what-could-be.

I’m the artist behind the curtain, the paradox in motion. Born in Russia on May 16, 1992, to two professional artists (yes, it runs in the bloodline), I was your typical inconspicuous rascal - good at heart, but not exactly drama-free. Life has since taken me on quite the journey: from the wild unknowns of adolescence to immigration to the U.S., from self-destruction to self-discovery, from chaos to creativity. And now, to you.

This space was born not just from paint on canvas, but from the moments that nearly erased me. I've brushed up against death more times than I care to count, yet somehow, I'm still here. Still creating. Still evolving. Still laughing at the ridiculous miracle of it all.

ParadoxShapesYou.life isn’t just a brand, it’s a living idea. A movement. A creative sanctuary where spirituality and self-expression aren’t separate paths, but one wild, beautiful mess of a journey inward. I don’t just sell art. I offer pieces of soul: originals, prints, wearable thoughts, and soon, workshops and masterclasses for those who feel that inner pull to explore something deeper than the ordinary.

I’m not here to teach you how to draw (unless you ask nicely). I’m here to help you remember who you are. To show you that creativity is more than talent—it’s a way of being. And that being nothing, absolutely nothing at all, might just be the doorway to becoming everything.

Here, we meditate. We make art. We dance, sing, fall down, rise, question the illusion, and giggle at the cosmic joke of it all. We’re not running from the dark. We’re lighting candles in it.

This is a space for you if:

• You feel like something’s missing, but can’t explain what.

• You’re tired of being a victim of life and want to live it like the masterpiece it is.

• You know, deep down, there’s more. More to you. More to this strange dream we call reality.

So come on in. Look around. Grab a print. Or just breathe with me for a while.

The Creator lives in you. The Source flows through you. You’re not broken— you’re becoming.

And that, my friend, is the paradox that shapes you.

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