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I find astonishing and indescribable beauty in
wreckages of joylessly gray-coloured,
yet enchanting world of steel and concrete.
Ghosts of wicked times are calling for absolution.
Sit beside me, let's listen.
Matt, 20, Poland.
sheleavesmewithjellylegs asked: why sovietgoner? I always favored the soviet union over many things when I did history.... but yeah, just interested. Also sorry in advance if this is a repeated question
It turns out to be a really fine question. Guess I had to answer this only once, on 1st April two years ago… when I created this place :) It might have changed since then, or maybe the name already contained several meanings. The world I portray here is already a goner, empty corpse. The places I visit are dead, even if crowded and vivacious at first sight. Ruins of soviet realm around me contain an unique element, impetus that wakes eerie wanderlust. I hope you understand what I ineptly try to describe.
I think I’m kind of a goner as well, as a human. Maybe that’s why I came up with this… And some cool names were already taken.
atomicspark asked: Powitać. Twoje zdjęcia pomogły mi podjąć decyzję - czas zacisnąć zęby i pasa i spełnić marzenie, kupić aparat. Pozdrawiam, i czekam na kolejne Twoje dzieła.
Kupno aparatu może być najlepszą decyzją Twojego życia. Jeżeli moje fotografie się do tego przyczynią, nie znam wspanialszego komplementu!
woundedfox asked: Ten blog jest idealny. Dziękuję Ci za niego. :)
Mówią, że ideałów nie ma, choć bardzo bym pragnął. Dziękuję Ci, że tutaj swój odnalazłaś… na śmietnisku niechcianego świata :)
mmansheim asked: Hello! What inspired you to have the idea to start taking pictures? Michael
Hi Michael! It’s a good question, honestly.
1. Couple years ago I used to shoot only at the pond next to my house. Point-and-shoot cam I got from my parents for 15th birthday in hand. Water, nature, dragonflies.
2. Stalker: Call of Pripyat came in package with five postcards containing scenes from Pripyat. I promised myself: “One day I will get there, any way possible”. All five postcards are still glued to wall in my room.
3. Meanwhile I got into airsoft. We used to shoot at abandoned, post-soviet sites of my city: factories, military zones. I saw my beloved places turned into ashes.
4. I finally understood that my promised Pripyat isn’t as far away as I thought. And I started taking pictures.