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!
I was absolutely rolled up on holidays and has forgot to congratulate my spectators. Happy New Year!
To all of you, living beyond the frame and whose imagination allows not only to look
but see, I wish goods and light. I wish beauty not only external but internal and that each of you will be able to give a particle of this beauty to close people.
Thanks you for every comment in the past year. Thanks to models which wasted time and forces!
I wish to finish this year with this work and poem.
I very much love this time, right after holidays, after noise, binge and party. When you tired and not up to the end has sobered up also while you are not become logical, clever and philosophy stays in yesterday’s whisky. Here, in this condition, it is possible to dare to fall in love and let inside something gentle, kind and mad.
Я очень люблю это время, сразу после праздников, после шума, выпивки и гуляний. Когда устал и не до конца протрезвел и главное пока ты не стал логичен, умен и философия осталась во вчерашнем виски. Вот в этом состоянии, можно позволить себе чуточку влюбиться и впустить внутрь что то нежное, доброе и безумное.
This girl has amazed me since first five minutes of dialogue. I do not remember precisely what exactly I have asked, but in the answer was “you know, I very much love all people”.
And I have thought, that not looking that I’m more older than she, I can not brag of this surprising gift, and perhaps, could not at her age. Thanks, that such people exist, in fact I breathe by their wind.