about me

My name is Arseniy - Arseniy Valter, or post_it_screw_it in the digital spectacle.

I’m an architect and audiovisual artist, born in Russia, based in Spain - though I carry too many homes to count and none I fully rest in.
I breathe in 3D worlds and exhale images, sounds, fragments of dreams stitched together by emotion. Most of what I create is built from the ruins of memory and the architecture of feeling. Sometimes it comes as visuals, sometimes as music, often both, like a wound humming softly from inside the screen.

I grew up soaked in pigment and performance - a painter for a mother, a theatre actor and filmmaker for a father.
Art was never decoration. It was breath. It was a way of surviving, of explaining the quiet catastrophes and subtle joys of daily life.

As a child, I sculpted clay, tried to “paint” in art school, but I always felt too slow, too tethered - I needed a medium that could match the speed of my inner monologue.
3D changed everything. So did cinema. The frame became my shelter. Sound, my compass.

What followed was a journey through disciplines - searching not for perfection but for honesty.
A short flirtation with fashion to understand our fragile exteriors.
Acting, to feel what it’s like to dissolve into someone else.
Professional cooking - discipline, precision, obsession.
Architecture - the long and humbling apprenticeship in patience.
Poetry - the way language spills and breaks and still finds its shape.
And directing - the place where all things converge. Where story, image, time, memory, and movement align, if only for a second.

I’ve wandered through all these forms not to master them but to use them - tools for feeling, for showing what cannot be said.

In parallel, I’ve worked as a creative and art director for Spotify, Samsung, Cirque du Soleil, Shark Beauty, Xiaomi - learning how to tell stories not just from the heart, but in service of others. Even in the commercial world, there is room for truth, if you hold the frame long enough.

Today, creation is my therapy - a mirror I hold up to the world and myself.
A way to whisper things too heavy for the tongue.
My work is stitched from scars and symbols, from moments I can’t forget and feelings I never fully processed.
Each piece is a question: “Do you feel this too?”

My dream isn’t beauty, it’s aliveness.
To make people tremble, pause, shiver - in ecstasy or discomfort.
To offer an encounter. A rupture. A moment of recognition.
Because once, long ago, cinema cracked something open inside me - and I’ve been chasing that opening ever since.