Flowered Vologda

Three weeks ago, I wrote that I was disconnected from everything and I didn't want to take pictures of anything. I have passed this peak of the "bottom", or dead center, and I feel like a slow ascent is beginning. This means that a mystical creative wave is coming soon, where I will feel everything vividly.

While I was "dead", I took pictures anyway, and quite well.

These are street routine, postcard views, and even night-time urban landscapes.

I already want to go out into the night, into the wilderness, to the cellars!

I feel like something in me is starting to wake up again (I said that in the spring and I was right).

This is an annual reboot. In early spring and until summer there is a first wave, then a smoke break and a second wave from the middle to the end of summer.

I still can't trace the structure and sequence of these creative waves.

And I want to study them precisely on the frequency of this whole mysticism, because it is accompanied not only by photography, but also by metaphysics.

But here's the question: does it feel like I'm waking up in spring and autumn, or is it just a manifestation of boom and bust? It can be as bright as a sunrise or sunset. And everything else is stagnant...