I have mysterious past and many acquaintances of dubious character. Like you do not!

Because of misunderstanding with business associates I fled Moscow in the late 1990s. All I have left to remind me of my homeland is my Zenit TLR, my FED stereo, my collection of Lomos, and a trunk full of old, expired, Soviet-era slide film.

I make photographs to understand the things I see. I show them to you here so that you can understand them too.