Those were the first really warm days. I wanted a spring atmosphere and I went to the Spaso-Prilutsky Monastery. The monastery is always cozy...It can't be otherwise!
At this point, I had already made changes in my life, in particular, in my work.
I was ready for this, as the next notebook of my diary was over. And this is always a harbinger of changes in life.
I wouldn't say that something has changed a lot, but still.
This coincided with the connection to a spiritual and mystical frequency. The reportage wave is everything from that moment on...temporarily ended.
Perhaps it became noticeable in the texts that I began to touch on the topic of metaphysics again. Or maybe even from the pictures: the cats basking in the sun are clearly not from the category of reportage photography.
And here's the oddity: in my work, I just need the most real reportage!
But I disconnected from her...How come?
Before that, I was training, being on this wave, exploring this world.
And now I can safely switch off, because everything will work from memory, automatically.
I want dugouts, beavers, graphics, abandoned barns, new atmospheric places, new adventures.
I will again explore the depths of consciousness and the structure of the universe through photography.
And then a new cycle will begin and there will be material photographic worlds again in the form of a reportage wave.
Etc...