Biography T Ovchinnikova

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If you want to appear on the site, we strongly advise you to give detailed answers to questions and send photos of good quality. The path to success begins with us! Tatyana is currently retired. A participant in the musical and poetic association “Sounds of Lira” named after S. in Ussuriysk has been living since the year. After graduating from high school, she studied in vocational schools with an artistic bias, where she received professions - “plasters - facing” and “tile - mosaic”.

I graduated from the insurance agent. And also, Tatyana is a very interesting and versatile person with many hobbies, the most important of which is her passion for poetry. For her work, she has repeatedly been awarded various high awards in prestigious competitions and festivals. Tatyana Ovchinnikova believes that writing poetry is a high purpose in life. In recent years, I have been engaged in journalism.

She worked in the newspaper Nikolskaya and in the journal "Style. I am grateful to the people who worked in these publications, especially the chief editor, the founder of the magazine V. N Fechenko. The period of work in these publications was one of the happiest in my life. There I could perfectly realize, expand my horizons and find out completely new aspects of life for myself.

The topic was like this - the homeland, autumn, cranes, sadness ... I remember that my mother and I were on the haymaking and I had poetic lines. I came home, dressed up in a beautiful dress, stood on a chair and produced these poems. But my relatives did not understand me ... They criticized me. Then I experienced a terrible shock and, probably, that's why I went into the deep underground for a long time.

Now I understand that this poem was very weak and built only on emotions. I continued to write poetry, but already secret from everyone. I wrote them in different notebooks, hid it anywhere and therefore often lost. Upon admission to the school, I did not hide that I can write poetry. Even then, I painted well. She worked in the editorial board of the student newspaper Komsomolsky spotlight.

There I remade songs, wrote humor and painted cartoons. Our newspaper often took part in various competitions. They liked my performance. After that, I was advised to go to the "Sounds of the Lyra." Since then, I have become a regular participant in poetic meetings. The passion for photography began for a long time - at first, working as a journalist, I acquired a simple camera.

Then the children gave me the Olympus camera. I take him with me on all travels - I go up to the mountains and take off my nature. In addition, I really like to shoot people. There are several portrait works. Photography is a kind of time machine, only the other way around. She returns to the past. In my homeland, I try to be at every opportunity. I also like to relax where there are coniferous forests.

I really like the route Ussuriysk-Moscow-St. Petersburg. In Moscow, I happened to visit the Grushinsky festival. There I stood on the Moscow stage, read poetry. On New Year's holidays, two songs were born to my poems “Candle” and “where unexpectedly uninvited” about the dying villages. They were written by Igor Shevelev - the author -executor from the city of Ussuriysk.

I also like naturally - the landscape park "Emerald Valley". Having visited it once, I decided to create a new family tradition - from now on, celebrating my birthday only there. And also, I love my garden in front of the house. I love to delve into the ground. I do not like cut flowers and even donated in a bouquet. I basically never break the flowers in my garden, and they grow until they are faded.

There I got the first place in the nomination "Essay". His hero was I. resident of Ussuriysk, in the war he served Yunga on the ship. I also participated in the contest of the author’s song and poetry “Bonfires” in Arseniev. Beautiful organization, kindness, sincerity - this is what this festival is remembered. In the year, I participated in the Internet contest "Pravda about Russia." The organizer of this competition was the Talkov Theater at the Cathedral of Volgograd.

I didn’t send poetry there, friends. At that time I was at my mother’s funeral, and they, in order to support me psychologically, sent poetry to the competition. And I actually switched to the good. At this festival, I became a laureate. They awarded me an unusual and very memorable gift - a handmade diploma made of the material from which the icons are made: on the metal plate the text is applied and covered with a special composition, the volumetric coat of arms of the theater made of the gilding “gold”, that is, the yellow material, which is finished with church bells.

Exclusive work, specially ordered for me. Nice, of course! I have a lot of diplomas, letters, letters of thanks.The spirit of the competition is good, but I think that this is not the main thing in poetry. The main thing is to fulfill your mission on Earth. Not just like that, from above, the ability to poetry is given. Poetry is a titanic work, first of all, and work on oneself.

You need to know a lot, in many ways to understand in order to correctly convey to people a thought. And now I would like to write a good article on an environmental topic. I was just born in the taiga edge, it became a true citizen not so long ago. The taiga considers me his own, reveals to me his secrets and secrets, and shares troubles. How will I be silent?

I was born that day. Previously, in his native village, we celebrated it according to folk traditions - we set the table in the open air, where the egg was the main attribute - a symbol of the beginning, a new life. Then we dressed up birch ribbons and weaved wreaths, drove round dances. Now I just try to swim on this day, wash off sins. I listen to Mozart when it is hard on my soul.

I like the composer E. I also like soulful, lyrical songs, I like to listen to songs on patriotic topics.