Yaroslav Shmelev

My name is Yaroslav and I had a wonderful life before the war. Of course, my city is not being bombed yet and I could stay there, but every hour, minute, second, waiting for the siren is just hell. My two-year-old son and I went to a cold basement, which is not a bomb shelter without a floor, but just dust. Which could bury us at any moment, because it can't stand even an explosion near the house. We were both very ill so I decided to go to Italy where my mom lives. So now we are safe, but my soul is still at home in a one-room apartment with large windows and I buy candles in a small cinema and children's table. Yes, she is small, but so native. Of course, my work also suffered. I couldn't send my products anymore and the sales stopped, because people don't need beauty now. Assembling the suitcase, I took all the tools for production. My business is quite mobile and there was another problem where to find a place for a workshop. So it was decided to look for an apartment in which I will do my favorite thing. Where I will create beauty and send to your homes. Hold your fists for me, because I really want to share my little world with you. I hope to please you very soon.