If you want to know what Nina has for breakfast, what hangs in her closet, or the color of her linen, don't read that interview.
What we give you here, is the view of her original personality and great talent. Together we consider what it means to be an artist and why it's so hard to perform this freelance profession in today's world.
Her first musical memories, or what shapes child's hidden talents.
If I am to talk about my first musical memories, I must to mention incredible character of my childhood home – home where singing, playing instruments and composing was a daily bread. My parents had many instruments. I remember piano, two guitars, accordion, bandura and violin. My entire childhood was surrounded with music.
As far my first desire for music – I remember one day when we had some company and my older brother Jarek played the piano – I said, "I want to play like this too". The music was my first desire, something bringing a big pleasure, unusual sensation, the mystery that you want to poses.
My education, from my youngest years, included quite professional things. My parents were working at that time in Kiev. Sunday church going was always connected with the artistic events like concert, opera or ballet. My mom told me a story when she took me to the opera for a first time in my life when I was two years old. Not only that I didn't fell asleep, but I set and listened with attention to the whole thing.
I remember some other time. It was an unforgettable ballet Giselle. I was your years old then and was amused by those breath-taking ballet dances. I had my first artistic experience. I remember the beautiful costume of the ghost of the peasant girl Giselle crying for her beloved Albrecht! ... I had crocodile tears.
Music can bring strong emotions – even in a small child. My dad (the member of the Ukrainian Composers Association) always was trying to show me the incredible value of music. He was often falling in a trance while listening to the music. One day he really scared me by looking numb and unconscious to some external thing, like me crying. When he finally snapped out from this magic world, he hugged me tightly.
And we talk about all this, because....
...because it seams, that people don't care anymore about a solid musical upbringing.
I want people to understand that quality of art depends on the environment in which the raw talent grows and develops into a mature artist.
It takes a lifelong effort to become a master of your art. You cannot just wake up one day and say: today I will become an artist.