BEAUTY STUDIO

What surprised me the most in Mykolaiv was how people learned to be and continue to live in places that look like absolute ruins.

When I came to the BEAUTY STUDIO, I was shown the first room rented out as a workshop. It was the only survivor room left on this floor.

despite this, other rooms providing their function, and the craftsmen came out to quickly restore the work process here.

The image of a "semi-bus" that cut through completely dark streets with its half, as if it was cut lengthwise, really deeply engraved in my eye. Only one headlight was ON and through the darkness only this part of his body could be seen.

The impression of life, which continues to exist in individual separate parts, jumped from the city in general. It was as if all the important organs had simply moved to the surviving part of the body. It is as if it has learned to cope with the changed form and continues in a smaller volume.

Credits

Kseniia Shcherbakova
Locus Sonus
Land To Care, Land To Return
Acoustic Commons
Soundcamp