My passion — the sounds. Starting from the age of three, when I sat for hours by the window and listened to the sounds of rain outside, summer swifts flying over the roof.
Used Equipment — Cubase 5, NI Kontakt, my own SFX library (hit and swishes recored at the foley stage).

After change of my appartment daily I had to watch a sight of building of a new airport terminal. Remote but distinct voice of the building site was going on day by day either in the snow and to the accompaniment of the rain. Lifting cranes were moving, wing clearance lights of trucks and tractors were winking at highway lamps. And one day I caught the very rhythm in this irksome chaos. The rhythm which was turning a bulk of people, machinisms and hardware into a single whole, something alive. The rhythm which was similar to beating of the pulse - through vessels-roads, from the heart-terminal.
The colour red - the colour of blood - the colour of an embodiment, team-work, joint efforts over one goal.
Since then wing clearance lights of airplanes make me remember about this unity of collaboration.