In beauty may I walk.
All day long may I walk.
Through the returning season may I walk.
On the trail marked with pollen may I walk.
Will beauty all around me, may I walk.
-from a Navajo Prayer.
Maternity/ newborn/ babies/ love/ family
Babushka is a Russian word meaning grandmother. This summer, while visiting my family in Turtas, Siberia, I had the chance to visit my babushka, Nina. She lives in the Tatarstan Republic of Russia, a thirteen hour train ride into the countryside from Turtas; the village I grew up in. Far away from the rest of the family, she maintains her little farm and gardens. She refused to abandon her land after my grandpa passed away, and now, in her mid-seventies, takes care of it all by herself. Babushka has adamantly held onto her independence, even after the rest of my family offered to help Nina move in with them, or at least closer to Turtas. She says that she doesn’t know how to live any other way, and she has no desire to. So Nina keeps herself busy, tending to her plants and animals. Perhaps they distract her from the loneliness of her isolation.
The project was started as an experiment. We wanted to see what happens if we start taking photos simultaneously in two big cities. During the summer of 2015 we were surfing the streets with the cameras at the same time and tried to juxtapose 2 images of New York and Moscow from the same day in series of diptychs. We wanted to amplify one with the other, tried to find coincidences and rhymes.
Two cities merged into one space, continued one another. The sky is the same everywhere, walls are of different colors, and stories are universal. At some point the question of space becomes secondary and that’s why we wanted photos to be connected through time.
This is an ongoing project.
Model: Marco Palou aka Resh
MUA: Brooke Jones