1982, Moscow, 1 \ 1
For me, photography is one of the ways of unobtrusive communication with the world, a form of meditation. My internal strings vibrate with a gentle timbre and crawling sensation while I shoot nature. Someone may ask what my pictures are about. My answer: About the beauty in the ordinary. About the things, we often do not notice and do not attach importance to in bustle and ‘foam’ of the days. About the fragility and majesty of nature. I try to convey simple sensations like stone roughness, sun heat and wind freshness. Mood. Harmony. Space. Ordinary joys. Sometimes anxiety and sinking feeling of the stretched veil of reality.