John Smith and his slave from the Smiths Workshop. Wood artists working in the basement of a surreal building in front of the River Neva. Beautiful studio and cool handmade pipe.
8-store clothes designer. I bought a painted t-shirt and a bow tie that I don't know how to use.
Keenan Kampa and her internship dancer. She was sat on a bench drinking coffee. A stranger introduced her to me.
At some point I realized that she must have been well known. It was too late. Her coffee was disappointed.
Marina, photographer at Crazystyle-girl Studio. She loves to take pictures of women in her studio.
Andrey Chegin, photographer and director of the “PHOTOimage” gallery and of the “Museum of Drawing-pin”. He loves to go around wearing glasses and with his mirror in a plastic bag.
Girls working in a café. I was thirsty and the beer was pleasantly cold after a half-hour walking on a hot day.
Cheese People band. I started following them after their concert. Unfortunately beers and the young-russian-women-guards that controlled the access to the v.i.p. zone prevented me from doing that. Eventually we kicked everyone out of the scene.
Evelyn was making some strange russian drawings in her scratch pad. And the wall finally decided to pose.
Liza was at an opening at Cetvert. It was a composed afternoon. All windows were looking at her while she was eating at the buffet.
Here again Marina. Her doll must be happy about her house.
Mike (Mихаил Зубов), musician. At his concert people were dancing and jumping everywhere while I was eating french fries. I loved his music.
Alexander Terebenin, contemporary artist. I was eating some pleasing fruit when he appeared. We talked for a long time until he decided to smoke a cigarette.
Agata Iordan, art-historian, curator. I was walking along a (long) white corridor and she was sat in front of a French artist’s œuvre.
Roman is a clothes designer at Sewing Corporation. He realizes amazing clothes using old ones. He loved to be photographed with me wearing his creations.
I do love his studio. Eventually he gave me his hat.
Boris is the boss of Forma Studio, an industrial design company. An infinity of little 3d-models gazed upon me so long that I was sure of being shortly attacked.
Christina is a hair dresser. When I went down to pick up a cigarette from my bag everything was looking at me.
Andrey Zen, yoga teacher and not only. He is the first person I met that afternoon. He could assume lots of positions. I was the only spectator of his show.