In undertaking to describe the recent and strange incidents in our town, till lately wrapped in uneventful obscurity, I find myself forced in absence of literary skill to begin my story rather far back, that is to say, with certain biographical details concerning that talented and highly-esteemed gentleman, Stepan Trofimovitch Verhovensky.
I trust that these details may at least serve as an introduction, while my projected story itself will come later. I will say at once that Stepan Trofimovitch had always filled a particular role among us, that of the progressive patriot, so to say, and he was passionately fond of playing the part—so much so that I really believe he could not have existed without it. Not that I would put him on a level with an actor at a theatre, God forbid, for I really have a respect for him.
Before getting into photography, I encountered watchmaking. Complications and gears always had a strong pull on me because, seen from the outside, all these machineries looks like an impossible maze but upon closer inspection they appear for what they are: a simple ordered sequence of gears. The driving force of this passion was mostly a naive curiosity, but suddenly the attention for details brought me to macro photography, which is largely used in the industry to promote high-end mechanisms.
So my journey started by “borrowing” from my father his Nikon D5000 reflex and experimenting on this tool various handcrafted extension tubes, bellows and unlikely studio setups.
While getting my bachelor I worked for a watchmaking company, which partially fulfilled my growing curiosity; then starting my master I had a bit more time to dedicate to my passions. It was about one year ago when I bought my first very own digital camera: a Fujifilm X-T1. It is an amazing camera and I could spend many words praising it, but in my humble opinion it would have been impossible to find a better instrument to get into photography.
I had to set aside macro shooting in the first times, since it was more useful to learn different techniques, compositions, developing etc.
Now is the time to have a real start in developing this passion and making it a way to express myself; a real commitment is needed and here this project rises.
For the next 52 weeks I will try to follow a list of 52 photo projects, and to remind me of that commitment, this site emerges from the internet.