If I call to memory all the winters from my life, then among them, it turns out, there are many memorable ones. There are good winters both from distant childhood and from the recent past.
Autumn is usually always remembered for something depressing, mysterious, deep, unhurried.
And winter is always bright memories.
In winter, all periods are good, from the beginning of the season to its end.
December is most often distinguished by its routine, and the end of the month - by New Year's fuss.
Most often, I do not like December and wait for the year to end.
Today I talked about the New Year and why some do not celebrate it or do not consider it a holiday.
In fact, this is the usual change of the calendar cycle.
But since it is saturated with such a sincere festive atmosphere and long weekends, then I accept it and love it.
But I would rather, as in China, for example, mark the change of the natural cycle, and not the calendar one.
In general, everything should be according to the sun: I feel the end of the year by the winter solstice.
And when daylight goes up again, another cycle has come.
...The city has the main points of attraction, which are most often located near shopping centers, markets or bus stops.
Such places are both in the center and on the outskirts.
In such places there are always a lot of people even on weekends.
I want to observe such places and, accordingly, capture them.
If you understand the essence of the spotted street, then I can not finish any seasons and shoot all year round.
And once I even interrupted the night courtyards...
To be continued...
