Dark side of Moscow

Feel the rhythm of the metropolis slowing down in the background, concentrate on details, unique beauty in the city’s scars, imperfections and shabbiness. Things that are unwanted have a dusty, warm nostalgic feel to them. Much like abandoned theatrical props that still retain some of their color and festive mood (now unclaimed and forgotten), the walls of the buildings, the pavement, the dusty corners of ground or windows are all parts of some old, unknown performance. I don’t look for stories. Instead, tuned into my nostalgia and melancholy, the stories look for me. Like photographs in a darkroom, they reveal themselves, and, with them, they bring a taste of my childhood, a time of insatiable world exploration. And what a fantastic world there is to explore, too: full of wonders, curiosities and, of course, adventure.