Dreams Are Nothing If You Leave Them In Bed
I am Alina Sharovchenko, an artist guided by intuition and unseen forces, turning feelings into vivid artistry. Happiness for me is not about possessions, but about discovering my inner balance and channeling it into my creations. Every painting is an expression of my life’s philosophy—a visual confirmation that everything in life unfolds precisely when it should.
My art celebrates the dance of masculine and feminine energies. This duality, present in each stroke, each form, highlights their balance and strength. Guided by the motto—"Dreams are nothing if you leave them in bed"—I breathe life into this energy interplay, inviting you to explore your own internal harmony through artistic expression.
"God created a woman to help a man. I can't help a man if he can't help himself." When she finished, she looked at him. He sat with a confused look on his face. "You demand a lot," he said. And she replied with a smile, "I'm worth a lot."
BuyThe year 2022 brought feelings of panic, hatred, despair, and poverty into our homes—and understanding that our world stands on shaky foundations. That the war fought 2000 kilometers away resonates in all of us. It rouses fear and awakens the courage to fight together for good—the love and freedom. Every day I wonder when the sky will be calm, and I believe the power of love is in all of us. Now is the time to open our hearts. To no longer wait for a miracle, but to become a miracle ourselves. My life story is not only mine but the story of the entire world. It is a desire for peace and love that I have transformed into the language of art. Into a piece of art I would like to donate to Slovenia.
In creating "Her," I wanted to explore what being a woman is all about, using my own thoughts and shared women's experiences. Each canvas, though small, aimed to connect the real with the feelings. I used the richness of gold and soft realism to show the different sides of who we are, our power and our vulnerabilities.
BuyIn a dance of shadows and light, tangible keys lie at the mercy of ethereal hands. The music they produce is not of sound, but of raw emotion and dreamy reverie, whispering tales of realities just beyond our grasp. As fingertips near the ivory, they pull at the very fabric of the soul, weaving a tapestry of felt, yet unseen, melodies.