Whenever pink morning light transits to yellow of midday, and wind blowing from Schmelz stops bringing meditative tunes of kukus bird, I start my everyday journey. Mirror in my small flat is the gateway. I step behind it and as invisible clot of energy roll outside. Together with gust of wind I move along streets [...]
Galina Toktalieva They say, there is no photographer who would not consider himself to be genial. Most of them including those who photograph only for home archives – regard them to be unsurpassed specialists in photography and also consider others species with cameras to be ridiculous. Whenever I meet with next hobby photographer he hurries [...]
Feeling lonely I would go to railway station and stay there thinking about different things. What is love? What is success and failure? They exist as patterns common for all, or everybody has his own definition? What is there for sure is movement. Moving along the road, sometimes carriage can even stop or go backwards [...]