The architect of the miniatures is raised by the architect of the people

To the arts – with a maturity

« There were quite a few of those Daiva’s childhood, and the class teacher offered to be called the second – Egle – on behalf of the tenth grade, and I stayed with a fir tree, » explains a graduate architect, who has worked for a while in specialty, but as she says, never liked it. Pressed accuracy, calculations, teamwork.

« And at work, I’m all lonely! I want to be responsible only for my thoughts, work. I had to taste bureaucratic work – now I don’t even realize how I ended it, » de Abariūnienė, who started realizing her artistic side, was realized quite late.

« Like our classic Žemaitė, I discovered self -actualization at an older age. In the past, life did not have opportunities: I had to go down the elbows and try to survive, » he sighs.

Egle is reluctant to talk about her first marriage. The best part of her is her daughter Giedrė, who today, happily married, lives in Klaipeda and raises twins. For boys seven. According to the young grandmother, the blood of artists also flows with grandchildren’s veins, as both parents and grandparents with pencils in their hands.

God gave two lives

« The second half of my life is much easier and more fun. With my second husband, we are raising sixteen-year-old son Arna. He was born when I was 45. I am now understood, supplied, loved and rewarded, so I can devote to heart-dear things. Both are different.

Like two heart -pleasing activities. In the winter, in the words of Egle, she lives in Vilnius and plows with a pencil. So it is that even the eyes damaged. Meanwhile, in the summers, it damages the joints in the « Širviai Valley », where for more than a decade he has houses for holidaymakers.

« Basically drawing both there and there. Just draw on paper and in others on the grass. Hand or a lawnmower, » the spicy, says no one taught them when studying architecture while studying architecture.

Egle says she met a friend who walked with the drawing binder through the capital’s Old Town. « So well, she and that Papke seemed to have even thought about it, » he quit and call herself a snob, a pizon who was able to convince her parents that she had to join the architecture. He entered, though he had attended the music school and played the violin.

This year: At Easter, the artist testes a different technique. He is currently pleased to have discovered acrylic. / Photo by De Abariūnienė’s Personal Archive

Eggs delight people

After the sentence, the memory after recalling, we approach the beautiful eggs of the fir tree, which I have seen in the expanse of facebook. Immediately she gaze – I had never seen one.

Egle says that she also noticed that every year, as Easter approaches, she lifts the people with their fun, meconitative and chirping eggs. And they get up because they get many likes and the most pleasant comments. « The law of the universe: when I make others happy, and I make my own life more fun! » Smiles.

How long ago do they make eggs into works of art? According to Spruce, she loved eggs from childhood. But always different than others did. I didn’t like waxing – the patience was missing. He liked to shave, but with the most primitive means – sharper scissors, because there were no other tools during the Soviet era.

« It used to be, my mother paints eggs with onion shells and gives me shaving. Everything happened: I was inadvertently pierced and broken, but I liked the process since then, » Eglė admits.

I like to shave all kinds of people, figurines – not ornaments, because they make boredom. « For a long time, I was still looking for something – tools, techniques, tools. But when I took acrylic in my hands five years ago, I started to » dive « , » smiles Egle and tells the story of her as egg decorator.

And the story is interesting. Egle’s husband worked as a chief investigator at the Police Commissariat at the time. Before Easter, he asked his wife whether he would not be able to participate in a colleague in the Easter Competition.

« Of course, I met. I laughed for half a day when my second half brought my first -place winner’s diploma. I should see my husband: such a two -meter, big -fitting … I imagined it, an egg -printing egg with all kinds of ducks, » says a cheerful lung artist.

These can be cities, houses, seaside motifs that betray summer longing, « and everything else is from the animal farm: birds, chickens, cows, etc. When the hand is already knocked out – it comes out illustrative, » he is in no hurry to praise himself.

Lithuanian mythology was fascinated

De Abariūnienė confesses that she has recently been interested in pagan themes, so this year’s Easter eggs will be a tree of life and ornaments related to it.

About a year ago, the ancient Lithuanian faith attracted the attention of Egle, and the mythical creatures described in folklore. Began to draw one by one to the old Lithuanian gods, before reading a lot of literature on them. Who is responsible for what is imagined by our ancestors, told the narrator.

« Why did I start? » She says, « on a television, which shows children all kinds of monsters. And on grandchildren who watch films, and Lithuanians have very interesting mythological creatures, » she says.

The first one decided to draw was a fairy. People on social networks were well appreciated. Then the turn of the witch came.

Just after Easter, April 23, it will be the day of the Greens God of Greens. Therefore, the latest illustration of fir tree from the « Ancestral Gods of Ancestors », which is currently being created, is dedicated to Jori.

Creativity: Cooking is a great basis for a thumbnail, and most importantly, the non -binding: give freedom to fantasy and play in colors. / Photo by De Abariūnienė’s Personal Archive

« In my eyes, Joris is the goddess of the soul’s refreshment: a young, frantically beautiful thunderstorm, the overwhelming land that watered with the rain.

If you are in Vilnius and want to see it, visit the Faculty of Medicine of Vilnius University in Mk Čiurlionis Street, where both Fairy, Witch, Thunder, and other pagan Lithuanian gods, later traveling to Veliuon, Raudė, live.

Egle says that her mother was a responsible Christian: she also married her daughter to church. « But Christianity did not come to me somehow, I did not realize it. And my mother himself, when speaking of Easter, never emphasized that celebration – the resurrection of Jesus Christ. From its stories, it was more awakening.

Folders you loved people, allow you to choose a egg, see their shining eyes – and Easter becomes twice as fun.

Promises to accumulate for the exhibition

For many years, Egle decorated as many eggs as her relatives planned to visit at Easter. They prepared one egg for each gift.

« Egg is a great basis for a thumbnail, and most importantly, no binding: giving freedom to fantasy and playing colors. Then you visit loved ones, allow you to choose a egg, see their shining eyes – and Easter becomes twice as fun, » he explains.

The woman says the biggest challenge for her was to cook healthy eggs. « That cooking process is a real misery dinner, because half the eggs fell down.

At Easter, the artist testes a different technique. He is currently pleased to have discovered acrylic. It calls him the perfect lazy tool: it dries quickly, it is easy to layer.

The fir tree is a bit disappointing that having more than a hundred eggs is only a few at the moment. Everyone else is only in the photos.

Praises his mother -in -law, who preserved almost all the eggs donated by the marginalization. « Helps in the section and do not move. Over the years, it dries in such a way that even the yolk inside begins to talk, » he laughs, adding that if he accidentally crashes, the home should be ventilated for two days – the smell is terrible!

The artist promises if everything in the world is good – there will be no wars, plague – she will necessarily organize an exhibition of her own decorated eggs. So far, it is only eight, but promises to collect and accumulate beauty with all fans of Easter traditions.

Refreshment: In Širvintos district de Abariūnienė has a rural tourism homestead « Širvių Valley », which was decorated with his works. / Photo by De Abariūnienė’s Personal Archive

The homestead was adorned with his works

Asked to remember Easter of her childhood, Egle says that she always flew from the capital to the village – to Švenčionis. There were cousins, cousins, with whom the eggs were in the yard.

« About those times, my memory is a shimmer Makal, » laughs de Abariūnienė, « but I really remember how after a strong, snowy winter, melts snow and dozens of streams sniff the grandmother’s house.

Egle confesses that at the age of 50 she discovered another heart-loving hobby-she lives in her homestead in Sirvintos district and welcomes holidaymakers in the summer.

Behind the Wileikiškės along the way, the reference « The Sirviai Valley » is pushing. It is here, in the village of Sakalninkai, that her summer runs, which she takes to prepare as soon as the first storks fly.

More than 20 years ago, he bought his own rest, but thanks to one happy coincidence – he was a kayak by medics and asked for overnight stays – it became another heart -pleasing activity.

« Those people took advantage of the sauna and even gave me money for it. I was very surprised because I am more used to giving than taking it. But they broke down, so everything turned – more than a decade ago, » the interlocutor scattered and shows photos of the homestead.

They clearly show the artistic spirit of the hostess – the walls are covered with paintings, the open -air gallery of her work in the yard, and last summer, art and Lithuanian folklore lovers even gathered in the Širviai Valley – she prepared plein airs and sang contractuals.

« What I am talking about right now came very slowly. I started with two small huts. After accepting people, I lived in a wagon. Toilet outdoors, shower also. The refrigerator works, it doesn’t work. He has been leaving his male troop in the capital since May, and he himself moves to the Sirvintos district with the first storks.

« And while spring work, I know, there will be more than many, I will freeze and look at them when I arrive, and the work will rub about my legs, keeping that about myself, » she says poetically, not writing poems, sometimes spilling on social networks.

The homestead does not take artistic measures. There you want to enjoy nature and accumulate thoughts for the dark season, when they return to Vilnius and wait for the first heralds of spring, and with the awakening of nature – Easter and new eggs. The promise to organize their exhibition has already been given – we just wait for the artist to get enough of them.