Terraforms
As a child I was lucky enough to touch village life: I grew up in nature, in contact and harmony with it. The landscape formed a picture of the world, and, being a frame, it was difficult for me to leave it every year for a longer period. Now I, like any citizen of a megalopolis, have long been deprived of this natural landscape. Aiming for it, I explore the spaces of construction projects being laid on the borders of the city, where heavy machinery breaks the ground, where the environment is transformed.
The terraforming of a city is like an earthquake, and, like a centrifugal avalanche, it is gaining destructive power. Among the heaving earth, views of the natural relief as its quintessence are revealed, the hyperbolization of the perception of building material into its natural representation. Soon the landscape will change, everything will become a concrete panorama, and the wave will roll on, changing the naturalness of the landscape more with each new meter. But at the last moment, these forms gather in themselves what will be missing here.
This local melancholy is part of the great General one, but it is palpable, it contains not only the loss of the familiar, but also the unavailability of the necessary. It is the illusion of terraforms, and it is also a consequence of transformation: at the junction of the transformation of the environment, there is a transformation of perception. And so the guessable species do not lose their charm even after they are exposed. I photograph an urban landscape, finding bits of nature in it.
Moscow, 2020