I had a camera in my hands for three years, and I took pictures mostly in my city. I travelled not much and there where nothing special and unique among my interests that may be shared with the world. So I just photographed everything that took my attention, without any goal, not knowing, actually, why.
One day I gathered all this photographs in one large file and started to go them over. I was surprised and astonished of how my city looked like in these pictures. Small, provincial, the city where nothing happens and time is frozen, on the photographs it looked like it was marked by the seal of the universal sadness. People, buildings and things were in total despair, and nothing showed that things would change for better.
I think, all these photos are just a reflection of the state of some state of loneliness which I felt that times. Of cause, things are not too bad in my city, and there is enough place for joy and love here.
But let this city of the sorrow I had seen walking through the streets and outskirts be that dark side, without which a person can`t understand that the light one also exists.