“What does my portrait as an artist consist of? Where does the artist’s creativity come from? I think from my childhood, from the city of memories… On rainy days, my mother would take me the ‘Blue’ gallery. Once, I came across a group exhibition of sculpture. The works of Georgian sculptors (including Iakob Nikoladze) were exhibited. The next day, I asked my mother to take me to the exhibition again, I took my plasticine sculpture and silently placed it near the big statue. This was my first ‘exhibition’… I wondered, if anyone noticed my ‘work’?!”