Concrete, asphalt and panel houses create Chinese Walls. In between, one feels like a crow in a large flock.

Thousands of people merge into a gray mass. A personal nightmare from which you want to wake up.

In this dream, an unreality presents itself—but only through silhouettes and in details that transform into strange, surreal visions.

In this dream, people almost never show their faces (the old memories are never clear).

This body of work represents a personal photo essay about my childhood memories and dreams. “Schtsch” is the Germanized version of the Cyrillic letters Щ. It is found in the name of Trojeschtschina (Троєщина), the suburb in Kiev where I grew up.

—Alina Rudya