Alexander Barbashov

the photo is material at the moment of its birth, maybe even too material… a piece of the real world in clear bounds of the view-finder…a moment that is stolen from the reality, snatched out of the tenacious clutches of the time. That was just like this at the moment when the shutter clicked. After a second the world has changed, has changed once and for all. Only transparent colourful plastic-framed pictures are left, and it’s not the reality already…but simple illusions. Photos presented in my gallery are made at different times. There are very old pictures and brand-new ones. Wish you a pleasant review! If you have a wish to share your impressions with me, write me a letter.