Drawing inspiration from the isolated life along the harsh Arctic Ocean shores in the Russian Far North, the series focuses on former military areas that, following political and cultural shifts, have been largely forgotten along with their inhabitants. It captures the lingering sense of uncertainty and melancholy that haunts these frozen, post-Soviet landscapes, documenting the remnants of a world suspended between its past and oblivion.
The stones we threw I hear
fall, glass-clear through the years. In the valley
the confused actions of the moment
fly screeching from
treetop to treetop, become silent
in thinner air than the present’s, glide
like swallows from hilltop
to hilltop until they’ve
reached the furthest plateaus
along the frontier of being. There all
our deeds fall
glass-clear
with nowhere to fall to
except ourselves
(Tomas Tranströmer)
2014
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