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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.
toastyreaper said: Your photographs are so beautiful and astounding. Every angle, color, and scene, is perfect. You are a true artist, you've done such a wonderful job.
Not even once have I decided to call myself an artist. I always believed you can become one only through others’ eyes. Thank you for finding your perfection in my work. Thank you for noticing every detail and effort. I bow before your words!
scotty-hottie said: Some of the best photography I've ever seen is here on your blog. I'm in love. Thank you for making my day good with this beauty!!
Such words of appreciation are grandest compliment any photographer could ever receive. There is no way way to express my gratitude… I’ll do it in every photograph I post.
Scott, thank you!
bhovey90 said: I love your photography! Thank you for the follow.
Well deserved! Thank you for sharing my photography along with your thoughts, Brandon :)
themazette said: I appreciate very much your B/W photos... aestheticism in graphic desolation. I often went since a month to your blog there capturing all sensitive nostalgia. thank you for the eyes... And thank you to follow The Mazette... I'm honoured..Merci from South of Fance!
I believe that color is vital part of perpetuated beauty… Yet in soviet universe, desaturated since birth, there are qualities which define it way more completely. This is where black and white becomes not just a tool, but also a way to appreciate every aspect of austerity in this nostalgic world. Thank you for your wonderful photography! :)
Best wishes from South of Poland,
thomas-turner-photography said: Really nice work! -Thomas-
Thank you so much, Thomas!
A very stub of sovietgoner was photography folder I called 'Deer Zone'. The name was result of my fascination with universe of S.T.A.L.K.E.R and name of my city which can be translated as ‘Deer Hill’… Place surrounded by mountains, forest and hundreds of palaces. Place, where waits everything dear to me. Yet there is no room for any bourgeoisie here. Even fake one, like calling old driving school a palace :)
This is my tribute to city slowly dying right before my eyes.
marydog896 said: Hi there! Your pictures are so beautiful that they are inspiring! As a fellow urbexer and photographer, I would like to ask you how did you become so good...! P.s. thanks for liking my text post, i thought nobody cared :P
It’s been long since I was that flattered! I simply believe urbex is as good as the story it’s able to tell. I keep in mind my photography will never be as powerful as history behind places I’ve explored. Sovietgoner is just a strive to be the best. And so is your work, just the same :)
I’ll be waiting for more of your adventures in abandoned world, Mary!
andreiburcea said: Love your blog ! I really like your style of photography! Keep up the good work :)
Thank you so much, Andrei! It’s uplifting to hear I might have developed a style. And it can be liked! :)
qbnscholar said: Oh my. The sharp geometric & random shapes; the B&W tones; the composition, with the perfectly balanced rectangular shapes on the the right (light on dark) & left (dark on void); the almost half division of textures/light. Ultra cinematic.
Once again I’m swept off my feet by your unpaired eye and knowledge, Fernando! I feel like you’re reading my mind, expressing in words every deeper thought I put in my pictures. You’re a true mentor. Thank you!