People say an artist ought to have a website…
And people also say I am the artist.
Well then—here you go: me and my website. ))

And it’s so strange, because even I don’t truly know who I am—or what this ‘artist’ even is. What rules must they follow? What titles must they hold?

I don’t know how it’s possible to squeeze oneself into rigid definitions when there’s only space… and the urge to create.

So instead, I’ll simply leave my creations and musings here...

I am a Ukrainian artist.
Now I live and create in the United States.

My name is Helen—like the volcano in Oregon… Mount St. Helens. There’s so much of me in that name—passion and sanctity, two sides of the same coin.

I harbor a deep passion for wood—especially gnarled roots and driftwood —for stones, and for paint, or rather, for color itself. The pure hues of oil paints captivate me no less than the hidden worlds within crystals or the textured soul of weathered wood…