Two years ago, I captured cellars by the river Mahrenga, but when I arrived now, I found that a third had already disappeared...There are only pits left.
And therefore, I decided to work on documenting the dugouts not sequentially, but to pay attention to more voluminous places.
All the places with dugouts in Sokol have their own unique atmosphere and memory code.
I could say that I remember something the most, but it's not true...I remember everything and every place in its own way.
...When I started keeping a diary, I didn't even know what it was for and how it would be useful to me in the future.
When I realized that these were not just events and facts, but a time machine or even a collection of different states into which I could immerse myself, I collected everything (drawings, photographs, things) that could somehow connect me to something.
And the blog is a very good diary of the states I can travel through.
And in order to experience any conditions, I have to walk somewhere, explore new places, take pictures and write about it.
But I still need to systematize everything, and then learn how to use and manage it. So, there is a lot of work!
...Someday I will decide to capture Sokolsky night yards and I will remember the dugouts.
Yes, that's it...I'll remember them anyway.
