Trevor Traynor

As winter ended and spring began Russia was all mud and dust. Behind the facade of storefronts — bustling streets where people eagerly displayed their adept consumption — lay the apartment complexes where the city sleeps and the playgrounds where their children play.

Toy soldiers. Cold wars. The frost takes a long time to thaw and these images are
testament to a false spring slowly but surely blossoming. Vacancy.

— Trevor Traynor