One of my archived states (multiverses) in the photographic world is the minimalist genre. Many years ago, I was fascinated by this type of subject matter, but over time it lost its appeal for me. And

This year, it’s a bit tougher with street and everyday life — I have less free time for daytime walks. And it’s all because I’ve disconnected from the reporting wave I was constantly on. Now I only get

The village of Gogolitsyno is located in a hard‑to‑reach place — on the other bank of the Bokhtyuga River, which can only be reached via a wooden pedestrian bridge. There are several bridges leading to

The next village I visited was Gribtsovo, still in the same Sokolsky District, in the same Kharovsky direction. This settlement is located very close to the Kubena River, but not right on the bank. There

How much I longed for nighttime trips to villages when my car was being repaired, and now here I am again, “on the road”! I’ll deviate a bit from the narrative about the trip. Now I’ve realized that the

I’m getting more and more favorite spots in the Sosnovka area. The floodplain of the Yoma River has been added to the settlement itself and the pine grove. Fog is common here, and you can take photos of

Are the silvery clouds back? Where can I take a beautiful shots of them? Well, there’s an ideal place for all kinds of atmospheric, natural, and astronomical phenomena — the Spaso‑Prilutsky Monastery!

In winter, I tried to find this little bridge, but I was distracted by very bright light pillars. In summer, I found... well, just a little bridge, and that’s it. Fog as fog... field as field. The Pochenga

Another night has come and another silvery clouds appeared in the sky. I don't remember a year when they were every day. Shooting was again in the form of an express walk, in which I was helped not by

Each of my posts about Cherepovets begins with excuses to myself and readers that I was ignorantly biased against this city, but when I visited it, I am delighted and surprised to this day. The city of

Due to this whole fuel “pandemic of the gas virus”, I pulled my old two‑wheeled friend out of the dusty hallway. In short, the universe decided to remind me (and maybe everyone else) what it’s really like

It’s still white night. It's just turn off abruptly. Yesterday it was still light, and tomorrow it’s already dark. I noticed this when I was shooting the silvery clouds above the monastery, with a gap

My least favorite subgenre of street reportage photography is stock photography. The cover images should be neutral in every way and timeless, so that they can work and be used for as long as possible.

For the third year in a row, I’ve been photographing water buttercups on the shallow Vologda River at night. It’s become something of a tradition. And every time, I get different shots that end up in the

The car is under repair, and I really want to go to remote and remote places. I took a scooter and went to the outskirts of the city, where there is a residential area, an industrial zone, and nature.

In all the previous years, I've never been able to capture the silver clouds properly. There were moments, but they weren't as bright or detailed. This year, I've been very lucky with the silver clouds.

Again, I tried to capture the graphic patterns of raindrops on the puddles, and again, in my opinion, I didn't quite get it right. The interference of the waves is beautiful, but it's challenging to find

Over the years of working as a photojournalist, I've made numerous trips to Moscow, and I've become accustomed to it. I can't say that I'm well-versed in the city's layout, as I still get lost in the subway

As always, the moonrise is an anticipation. I work out all the sunrise and shooting points at home and arrive at the planned location. However, this time there was a challenge due to the difference in

I don't know how to accurately convey the feelings when such pictures are obtained. Outwardly, it looks like something magazine-like, epic, but inside it feels like something warm and familiar. And I want