Biography of Maria Mudryak

She was on stage from three years old, at eight received an invitation to study in Italy. Its soprano is called one of the most beautiful voices of our time. The performance in Almaty became special: the singer came to her homeland to celebrate her flying and as if gaining strength before a new rise. To support her, a mother flew from Milan on the day of the concert, and father came from Pavlodar.

Parents understood how important this evening was for Mary, because only a month ago her triumphal return to a large opera scene took place ... - You live in Milan for many years, but you call the birthplace of Kazakhstan. Where is your home?

And I have been living with my mother in Milan for many years. This is also a dear city for me, besides, it is convenient to move around the world from there. But I always strive to Kazakhstan. It is from here that I get a lot of support, warm words - they are incredibly important for me, so I was a soloist of the opera theater in Astana for some time to sing for Kazakhstanis in full opera performances.

At some point, they even began to write, they say, they are not released from the country. As a result, they decided that my mother and I would go to Milan, and dad would stay here, will work. He sold a garage and his boat to support me. In addition, dad for a long time looked after his father, and now he himself has a problem with pressure and it is difficult to decide to move to another country.

In general, my parents are very selfless people: they did everything so that I could realize my gift. Even to some extent sacrificed their family happiness. Mom is my ear, my coach. So in Almaty she came to listen to me from the audience. I consider myself a happy person, because at the age of 30 I see a nearby of living parents. And distances do not prevent us from feeling one family.

All the time we are in touch, we always know who thinks about what he lives, we feel very close -knit and tenderly treat each other. This confidence helped me in difficult times when I wanted to give up ... - What difficult times did you experience? Even when the acute phase was left behind, my hand began to twitch on my nervous soil. She was nervous because she felt a breakdown, the voice stopped sounding and answering me.

After all, I sang from the age of three and did not think about technology, the body just worked like a machine. And even the road was difficult for me. At sea, I had the strength to go into the water only knee -deep. I am grateful to my mother that she made me move. Only this helps to recover after a stroke. I sat down at the piano again, I realized that my left hand did not obey.

Then I started knitting. I started repeating English. Everything was slow, and even constant mood swings. I open my mouth - and there is no sound, my mother has already begun conversations that, they say, you can find some other lesson, because I was very afraid of a repeated stroke and that I will not get out. But I could not imagine another life! When they asked while studying what I could do if I had not sang, I was difficult to answer, because my whole life was connected with the opera, with the scene.

I was at the top, I remember how it sounded - and suddenly ... I sing and think: why is it at all, is it worth it to continue at this level? In addition, I realized that the opera does not touch me, I do not feel joy on stage. I gave myself one year. I decided that if even after that it does not work to come into shape, then I will think how to live on. She removed all the scores from the piano, began with simple chants, gamm, from the lightest romances.

When I felt that there was progress, I found a very experienced teacher in Rome and went to her once a week per kilometers. Moreover, at first she could not withstand the hourly lesson, she was tired. We have been engaged for a year. So much so that, coming to the list of La Scala, she could not force herself to sing, she simply did not control her fear. I began to work with this: I went to all the auditions not to be chosen, but only to cope with the problem.

My happy chance was the proposal to sing in the most difficult opera of Mozart. It was a gift of heaven and a real test, which I prepared for six months. Everything was hard: to withstand long rehearsals, to remember new material. But at the general run with the public in Pisa, I was awarded for all efforts. After the most difficult Aria, the audience screamed with delight, although they warned me that the local music lovers are severe and I could hardly wait for applause.

And when I went out for the scenes, all theater workers applauded there. No one knew that this was my return, I pretended that everything should be like that. It was the happiest day in my life - a performance that was the beginning of a new page! Now I am negotiating with the new agent and an active life begins again. Although I was not born and did not grow in this city, but in Almaty I always came to performances, to contests, and the city is associated with the most beautiful children's memories.

This is the city of the holiday. I experienced the same feeling this time - I rejoice at every moment, rehearsals, the city, meeting with the public. This is in Kazakhstan in my peers already in two children. In addition, I am a believer and I know that everything will happen as will happen.I want a truly close person nearby, one with whom it is good and easy. A real partner in life.

There is a poodle and two cats at home. I was then struck that strangers ran up to us, helped to pull out the car, someone accompanied one hundred. I did not even ask their names in confusion to thank them. So, for a hundred I saw a real angel: it seemed to me that the kitten was glowing. Although then we washed him three times, before that he was dirty.

We took the cat in the car to warm up and could not leave. About seven months old, but already pregnant, it was clear that such a crumb would not be discouraged by itself. It was not possible to attach, no matter how much I gave ads in social networks. But the Veterinary Office reacted to my ads, and they helped me quickly draw up documents to take the kitten to Milan. I have not met a smarter, more noble cat!

She never walked past the tray, did not scratch me, a very affectionate and grateful creature. My angel.