Ксения II (2025)

Walking dark and dirty places of the city, full of broken bricks, cold steel cages, wooden doors, painted numerous times. Here I reside with my small old camera, inviting, blasting light at you, taking care of your clothes. I scratch the surfaces with my eyes, I am gritty inside more than these walls, so there's a familiar feeling. I care about my insides here, I fix them.