Snowbank graphics-2

I usually divide the text of a post into several topics. I can first give a direct description of what is happening in the pictures, then try to reveal the topic or touch on the questions that torment me. Then I can distract myself, ask myself a question and try to answer it.

There was a year when I wrote dryly, but there were times when I wrote a lot and expanded.

Last year, in general, text almost never coincided with the pictures.

Now I'm back with one foot in reality again and I'm trying to write on more accessible and mundane topics.

It seems to me that people have not only local exams, but also global ones.

Local is when a person has learned something, for example, driving, and takes an exam to consolidate the skill, as well as use it.

And global is when humanity goes through a certain stage in life, and then fixes it with conflicts. And so he passed the exam, who remained a human no matter what.

And now other thoughts...

The most important thing is not to see beauty in the dirt, but to distance yourself as much as possible from dualistic intellection (good-bad, beautiful-ugly) and accept only physics.

That is, it should not be that dirty snowdrifts are bad or unsightly.

There should only be a form and its combination, interaction with other forms.

Otherwise, there will be a strongly biased vision of the world.

How is it that you take off only beauty, and avoid the dirty and shabby? So you don't see it?

No, you see everything, but for some reason you close your eyes to it, that is, you don't take it off.

Maybe that's why I moved away from shooting only landscapes and postcard views and started shooting everything in a row?

I became more honest with myself.

And I don't capture dirt as a fact, although I do that too from time to time.

I present it in a graphic way, then in an abstract way, then I introduce it into street photography, then I combine it with shooting night courtyards.

And if you look at it from a different angle, then I'm not implementing anything at all, but only capturing the state that exists.

I adapt to the world around me. Everyone has their own fate: someone came here to change something, and I came to observe and share observations.