Covid positive

A few months ago, it seemed to me that life was divided into “before and after COVID.” Now, with a sharp turn, life is divided again, it has become “before and after the war”. We can only hope that there will be no new “version” of pain dividing our lives in time. I took these photographs and interviews before the war, during the first COVID-19 wave. Today, as I look back on these distant yet close months, when I read the interviews, when I look again at the photos of the people I’ve seen once, for a few hours, they seem to be my relatives, far from the past, from times so underestimated. – Actually, we lived happily and didn’t know about it, – murmurs Lilik, the owner of a kiosk adjacent to our building. – Turns out so, – I answer shrugging my shoulders every time I buy another matsoun. P.S. The objects depicted in the photo series, along with the portraits, were important items for these people in the hospital or at home.