Return

The endless green of the summer field. The door as a symbol of expectation, hope, return, unity, peace. Just then the doorbell rings: "I'm back, son..."

To victory

And the dreams will grow victoriously... We know: the houses will be rebuilt, the scorched earth will come back to life, and against the background of the bright blue sky, yellow-hot sunflowers will bloom in a life-affirming way.

A lost life

Boli-windows through which blue-yellow light pours. White shadows of people frozen in such mundane, such priceless moments. Seconds before

Near the cinematography museum

Evening light. An empty bench is the loneliness of souls. But even in the coldest autumn night of hopelessness, there will always be a warm glow of lanterns nearby as hope for a bright future.

"Evening at the Bright Crossroads". Everyone is hurrying home because the long weekend is ahead...

From Petros to Hoverla

Outlines of the native Carpathian Mountains as a memory of a week-long trip through the Black Mountain range.