The Family Album
When I came to my home in Moscow and opened our albums I realised how much
of the family story was missing... I could only try to imagine the details, and my first deep impression came from the empty space without photographs...
I have a memory of a dreamlike space in my childhood bedroom. I cannot return to my past, but I am able
to come into the room and let my eyes get accustomed to the darkness, imagine my story and create The Family Album Which Does't Exist
And the stars in the night sky light the memories and speak from the past more truthfully than it was reality
