“These photographs were taken outside Moscow in 1999.?
There was a moment of calm and expectation in places where now they fight over every hundredth of a hectare and building work is in full swing.
?I found myself in front of a street sign where some of the letters had fallen off.?
Signs like this had appeared only recently. They differed from the previous enameled metal nameplates that were made to last.?
Now the names of streets were quickly applied using newfangled self-adhesive letters. Almost immediately these letters became part of the natural environment.
?Sometimes they curled into tubes like autumn leaves and other times simply dropped off, disconsolately and with no hope of springtime.?
The old street names were hard to make out, but some people could remember them.
?Hence 'Ulitsa Sna' ('Dream Street') was once 'Ulitsa Lesnaya' ('Wood Street').?
The new name seemed like an auspicious dream symbol, yet I wanted to record what was banal and familiar rather than something unusual in this strange space of possible dreams.
?The surrounding landscapes characteristic of Middle Russia with its middling inhabitants also became strangely familiar. Places where humble dacha plots were surrounded by bedheads instead of fences.
?Now this story seems like stepping into an already distant time when you could find close to Moscow self-perpetrating and self-sufficient phenomena related to beauty by the tranquillity of ingenuous minimalism.”
1999, Series of light boxes, 30 x 40 x 5 cm