My autobiography

My life can be compared to a bottle that was sealed in early childhood, and which broke its cork at the age of 42 years. Everything that could be imprinted in my personality was frozen through my Soviet childhood and music school, where I played the violin and was a local star, but at the same time I was in every possible way forbidden to show this authenticity (Soviet adults called it “star fever”).

When, at the age of 17, I went to physics and technology in Moscow, the roof was completely blown away. I reveled in freedom and mathematics. Even though I didn’t have the intelligence of the coolest nerds, I still got a huge kick out of not just some pop swearer. Most of all I loved difur and urmatfiz. And, of course, physical labs. This was the time when I was sincerely childishly happy, surrounded by very smart and creative people at the STEM FUPM company. And then I was still a little happy in the company of equally smart programmers in the lovely company IT4Profit (a very funny name, I must say).

And then I was sent to Belgium, and it was basically 14 years of torment with rare inclusions of sincere joy. However, they were all very down to earth. For example, I have a wonderful husband and absolutely incredible children. During all this time, 5 very deep and sincere people were also filtered out. And, of course, extensive experience about how the Western lifestyle can kill a person’s soul. Therefore, I am absolutely convinced that among the residents of the former USSR there are many more living and sincere people. They were not flattened by excessive comfort and manners.

In general, for my cosmic and creative nature, an organized life, a good (by their standards) job and a loving husband are completely insufficient. It all started in a state of complete despair. If with my first child I somehow survived several months of maternity leave, then with my second I considered it completely unacceptable. And without leaving the maternity hospital, I returned to the team on Slack. However, combining work as a product manager at a startup turned out to be completely incompatible with this gang of screaming insolents. The second one turned out to be worse than the first and my nervous system grunted, along with it the people who worked with me began to have a voice and no longer had the strength to endure the tone of a hysterical person in work communication. I understand them very well and am very grateful that they helped me force myself to rest.

That's when it hit me. For most of humanity, this moment came during Covid, but for me, it was in the fall of 2016. My intellectual load suddenly disappeared and I burst into something where all possible people and circumstances had not allowed me to go all my life. Into drawing! I took online watercolor courses at the famous Kalacheva School. And God, how I simply enjoyed every element of this process like a drug addict. Even now I remember and something like saliva just begins to be produced, in anticipation of dopamine. And it was at the peak of a complete buzz and finally a rested state that I realized that I’d had enough of working in other people’s startups and it was time to finally make my own. And I came up with it based on my very relevant and understandable pain for all mothers - how to find development tools. Because everyone who does them (well, drawing, yoga and any other clubs and activities for older children and children) are very sensitive and creative people and cannot stomach computers and technology in general. I have become very close friends with these people in recent years, but it is absolutely impossible to take them further than Facebook and Instagram. Actually, during the 3.5 years of my first startup, where I attracted investors and an amazing team with whom we built a very cool spaceship, I was never able to teach event organizers that there is another world of possibilities beyond Facebook and Instagram. And even its convenience did not help them go beyond their habits. Well, but we hung out with them a lot in the period after the collapse of Eventify and my completely unsuccessful attempts to try to work for someone else’s companies again. The shaman guys really relaxed me and brought me back into the state of myself - alive and joyful. And from this raging child, not only what happened during the Eventifaya flooded out, but also broke through the plug installed in childhood. Fortunately, the time has arrived for all this. Well, where would I go with my non-standard vision of the world and completely strange drawings in the 2000s of the formation of my independence. And so I’ve learned a ton of IT stuff and I can do a ton of everything, moreover, now I know about it and I’m no longer ashamed, like a stupid girl :)))).

I forgot to say, in all this commotion associated with my creative and personal awakening in the heat of anger at this stupid comfortable living in Belgium, I finally moved my husband’s mental mountain and now, since Covid, we have been living in the very epicenter of historical innovative and shamanic culture - in Estonia . If anyone suddenly has doubts about this, just wait a little :))).

In Estonia, I reconnected with all my closest people. And it is in Estonia that I feel that I can give myself the maximum joy of creating everything that comes my way. And it was in Estonia that my Spanish husband became happy. And the children got the opportunity to grow up in a Russian-speaking environment, surrounded by snow, pine trees and the sea. And now they can compare Western culture and the culture of “ours”. So far it is in favor of “ours”.

All my projects are, of course, related to life on this earth. And my main project, my life’s work, is the first territorial DAO, created with the goal of bringing all the amazing opportunities that web3 technologies provide into the lives of “normal” people, that is, in the offline sector and in a close connection of people with each other.

To be continued, but this will be a new chapter. I will write it from a new “country” when we make it and set an example for other regions. This is how, for example, Estonia was the first to emerge from WHO (not without the participation of people I personally know), setting an example for other countries.

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