From the first moment when I started using Moscow's metro, I understood, and above all, I felt, that it is a unique and separate universe with its own laws, mythology and atmosphere, which lives, breathes and evolves in but also alongside the dimension of the known world. Its unique and distinct geometry, atmosphere, and temporal and spatial dimension, full of hints, thoughts and feelings, constitute an inexhaustible source of inspiration and creative quest.

The interesting fact about the creation of this series is its beginning, which started before the breakout of the COVID-19 pandemic. It is always a mystery to me how some particular intuition, perhaps some instinct, led me to start seeing the image of a world that felt limited, confined and bleak, just as it later became through quarantines and restrictions. It was precisely this sense of confinement and limitation, and especially the reflection of its consequence on the existential core of man, that combined and mixed within me, along with all that I have stated about the Moscow metro and its unique character, that gave birth to the material that forms the essence of this work.

An atmosphere of anxiety, uncertainty and allusion. Man as a material and spiritual dimension within the distinct space and time of the metro, within its unique geometry and mythology. The forms, shapes and colours. The memory of a world whose image is blurred and the thought of a world that emerges. Abstract thoughts that connect the past, present and future. And always and everywhere, man. Alone in the great metropolises, though so close to fellow human beings. Alone before the deep existential anguish of life and death, walking on the tightrope between resignation and transcendence. However, it is good and right for interpretation to remain open. Fortunately, the interpretation always ends up being the personal affair of the viewer, based mainly on instinct, imagination and experience, since language is never enough to explain what an image can say without words.