Suggested label: Spinnin' Records

Three years ago I wrote a musical composition and a poem entitled “Creator and Muse”, which embodied the myth of Pygmalion: a man creates his woman and he destroys her himself (in a sense, he’s the only one who can do that). But without his Galatea, the creator himself is nothing. The union of a man and a woman is incredible in its significance and power. This is the same philosopher’s stone that can turn anything into real gold. And, primarily, this is a creative union.