2012

And I feel like that boy again, standing
on the banks of the Irtysh River, breathing
in the fresh wind of change

I know for sure that there were
a lot of events in 2012, but not
all of the photos seem
to have survived.

You look at these pictures, and your heart is filled with a pang of longing for those carefree days

But here they are, here. And I feel again like that boy standing on the banks of the Irtysh, breathing in the fresh wind of change.

Photos... They capture moments that seemed
to have disappeared
forever in the flow
of time.

It seems that we visited all the city's attractions, but it wasn't the places themselves that stuck in my memory, but rather the feeling I had as I explored this new and unknown world

I remember how my heart stopped from the incredible width of the open spaces, from the feeling of freedom that this land gave me.

We were visiting Alexander Los,
a man with a soul as open as
these Siberian expanses.

In 2012, my mother and I went to Khanty-Mansiysk. Then this city,
lost in the heart of the West Siberian Plain, on the shore of the majestic
The Irtysh seemed to me like the
edge of the world.