petersburg in komarovo, several of my works, when he became metropolitan of leningrad, and after the third year of study i had the opportunity to go to the trinity lavra and to receive icon painting practice from marya nikolaevna sokolova, this communication made on me... a colossal impression. for the first time i saw how the holy face was born, i could no longer perceive so enthusiastically, neither raphael, nor rembrandt, nor michelangelo, nor titian, nor anyone else. their canvases, in comparison with the icon, began to seem, excuse me, lifeless, although magnificent in technique, in red. truly, my passions throughout my life have been icon painting, i have had a love for the sky since early childhood, it attracted me, i loved small models of airplanes made of plasticine, others were hard to get, each airplane was stuck on a needle so as not to handle the plasticine, i didn’t lose the shape of the plasticine, i had airfields on the rubble. “ants served as an image of people, and so i could spend hours with my imagination, takeoffs, landings, and i retained my love for the sky, on