Dandelion field

One of the first things I started photographing when I even picked up a camera was dandelions in a field. I have similar scenes in old film photographs...only without height differences.

For me, there are different microuniverses: a river, a forest, a field, a city, a village, etc.

They seem to have their own unique set of elements that create a certain atmosphere.

I always associate the summer field with going to the river for swimming.

I've always known all the roads and trails...I could even feed on edible herbs like sorrel along the way.

Now I use the field only for walking, since I live in another area where there are no trips to the river.

One day I will make such an atmospheric photo essay on the places of my childhood, where I will capture the very elements that create the atmosphere. There just has to be wild sorrel!

...Let me digress again to my universal observations...Back in 2023-2024, I said that I don't remember 2021-2022, that they passed like a dream and that my memory got worse.

I still think that something went wrong in the world after 2021. And yesterday I came across information that maybe in 2021 we all died...

A lot of people write and say that the world has been rewritten...the Mandela effect and all that...I felt it differently, but I felt it all the same. And here the confirmations are one after another.

But really, we could all have died, but we didn't notice it and just woke up in another reality as if nothing had happened.

Memory was rewritten for each of us...but, apparently, something had to be erased in order to unload the "servers". And overwrite something a little differently. But people do notice inconsistencies.

I wrote in a post a few years ago that my life seemed to be divided into stages and each of them was perceived as a different life, as if it were someone else's. And now it's not just me who's talking about it, but the whole world.

My childhood, it seems to be mine, but somehow not quite...it feels like a completely different reality. And, for example, two or three years ago, I responds as exactly my own!

...I asked for mystics this year, and I'll get them! It becomes more interesting, but also more incomprehensible at the same time. Photography and diary are increasingly important, through which I get to know this world.