From the life of provincial photographer of the last century.
Have not been published before.
My establishment as a photographers started in small provincial city right after Soviet Union collapse. The need for job would be alternated by need for food or money, but the need for color film was constant. Life was poor and color film is very expensive so I saved and had shot one frame for one scene. I would take any job. During the day I would stand in the city center offering to make a photo with enormous handmade toy, in the evenings I would shoot in the cafe, sometimes I would get lucky to shoot a wedding or funeral in the morning and by night I would go with Emergency medical brigade to the murder scene or road accidents. During the day I would photograph kids in the kindergarten, and at night I would find myself photographing in the morgue. When I started to printed photos myself in a dark room I got these contact sheets.