A mystery. On the back of the photo, there is a phone number blackened with a ballpoint pen. And somebody has written : "Call me...T"

Some are obsessed by bears. Others, by flowers. In my case, it's pretty weird. I'm amused by death's heads.

 

While walking, yesterday, the violent desire to review Pereslavl, the russian countryside, the reflection of a bell tower in the river...

 

In my dream,I arrive in a ghost town. It's the middle of the night. I walk up to a showcase where a neon lights a blue bird.