Медитация на Стиксе / Meditation on the Styx
Когда-то русская деревня была большим и полным жизни миром, соединявшим Россию с ее необъятной землей. Но последние сто лет этот мир рубили под самый корень, а он обреченно сжимался и отступал. Люди уходили туда, где было проще выжить, а бескрайние пространства дичали и зарастали лесом. Сменялись поколения, стиралась зыбкая память, и вот из пня загубленного дерева уже прорастают кусты новой, неведомой пока реальности. А старую деревню накрывает вечный покой, и она тихо отплывает на другой берег, снова растворяясь в природе.
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Once there was a time when the Russian village was a huge world, full of life, uniting Russia with its endless lands. But during the last hundred years this world was being destroyed to its last little part and it became clenched and receded being condemned to. People went there, where it was simpler to survive, and endless spaces grew wild and overgrown with forests. Generations changed one another, vague memory vanished and here some bushes of a new unknown reality are growing from a stump of a ruined tree. And the deadly tranquility is falling over the old village and it is going slowly towards the other shore, being once again absorbed by nature.
Фотографии снимались в брошенных и умирающих деревнях на востоке Новгородской области (полностью по ссылке - www.lukinskiy.com/ru/peering_into_the_other).
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The photos were taken in abandoned and dying villages in the east of the Novgorod region (fully on the link - www.lukinskiy.com/en/peering_into_the_other).
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Once there was a time when the Russian village was a huge world, full of life, uniting Russia with its endless lands. But during the last hundred years this world was being destroyed to its last little part and it became clenched and receded being condemned to. People went there, where it was simpler to survive, and endless spaces grew wild and overgrown with forests. Generations changed one another, vague memory vanished and here some bushes of a new unknown reality are growing from a stump of a ruined tree. And the deadly tranquility is falling over the old village and it is going slowly towards the other shore, being once again absorbed by nature.
Фотографии снимались в брошенных и умирающих деревнях на востоке Новгородской области (полностью по ссылке - www.lukinskiy.com/ru/peering_into_the_other).
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The photos were taken in abandoned and dying villages in the east of the Novgorod region (fully on the link - www.lukinskiy.com/en/peering_into_the_other).