These are not landscapes. These are states of mind.
Shot on the outskirts of Novosibirsk, Russia — in yards, on roadsides, in places no one photographs because there seems to be nothing worth showing.
But that's exactly the point.
Red is the only color here. Not as decoration — as a wound. Handwritten text is not a caption. It's a verdict.
This series is about the specific feeling of a place that has been left behind.
By people.
By time.
By any hope of change.
These are not landscapes. These are states of mind.
Shot on the outskirts of Novosibirsk, Russia — in yards, on roadsides, in places no one photographs becau...