И вот мне приснилось что сердце мое не болит
Оно колокольчик фарфоровый в желтом Китае
На пагоде пестрой висит и тихонько звенит
В эмалевом небе дразня журавлиные стаи
/А. Вертинский

Imagination on a theme of my wife in an image of a sphinx as the defender of our child and an eternal question to me on which I cannot find the answer.

I offer you, my spectators, to walk through glass. I know “It is necessary to be self-controlled” (Boris Grebenshikov) for this purpose, but let’s try anyway. In fact glass is not a barrier for light, and feelings and the attitude will pass with light. And what are we if not set of these qualities? I only hope to meet you on that party of glass!

I receive many e-mails with questions about site updates and new photography. Here is one answer to all the questions

I’m with my angels and I’m to happy and to busy to shoot right now . There are so many thoughts in my mind that I simply can’t convey all this on photo paper.

But I read you comments and e-mails and I’m happy you steel with me! Thank you!

It is very easy to get out of this condition, it is not necessary to do anything, years will deduce you.

But the road back is life, and that is only if you will find a track. It is pity that Rodin’s Thinker was made from a bronze, otherwise he changed his pose long time ago.

You are in the world of your own wisdom, your own philosophy, you spoke with yourself and I only have overheard and write this down…

The name from the Greek word philosophy, where “philia” (love) and “sophia” (wisdom)

P.S.: This is remake of old work.