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

I missed these kinds of views! Even if I've already seen many similar landscapes and taken photos of them, there's almost an infinite number of ways to do so. However, after many years, I still haven't

It's so exciting that the time has come, as I mentioned six years ago, when I can take photos in low light conditions with my hands and achieve high-quality results! Six years ago, such cameras were not

The middle of summer has arrived, and I'm ready to describe it as a swing: three days of heat, three days of cold, and so on for almost two months. Not only me, but also other people, describe the warmest

While the car was being repaired, I started walking and taking pictures in my area of the city. At first, I struggled with my ego and tried to overcome resentment...the circumstances, the universe. How

In recent years, I've been thinking a lot about time, and this year especially. I've started to compare all the creative waves with time. If we consider the theory of time's nonlinearity and the fact that

I like the weather this summer: it's all about the swing – two days of heat, two days of coolness, rain, thunderstorms, then hot again, then warm. There are a lot of mosquitoes, though. But my wish hasn't

The post will not be about life itself, but about a new perception of reality through an in-camera jpeg. About six years ago, I had my first attempts to take photos in jpeg at once. In general, until this

I fell in love with Osanovskoye field in Vologda almost immediately, as soon as I began to live in this area. It is not so extensive, but it contains all the delights of the field: narrow paths among fragrant