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Another picture from the series "Photos from the trash can." Personally, I know a couple of people who really love winter. I guess their winter (mountains, sun, skiing, blinding white and outrageous romance) is a little different from my fucking winter. This winter also exists and I also know about it. This picture is about another winter. About winter in a European city. When you have not yet woken up, and already dead tired. When you constantly want to drink, so as not to see it and not live in it. What you see is exactly the exact image of our harsh winter. This continuous slush and haze. Wet and slippery fog that fills everything around. And after lunch, twilight begins. Either snow, or rain and this piercing fucking wind, sometimes maddening. In my winter, there are no other colors than 1500 shades of gray. I just want to say that in all seasons, even such disgusting ones, life goes on. People continue to move and live no matter what. Because everyone knows that tomorrow the sun will certainly rise.
Another picture from the series "Photos from the trash can." Personally, I know a couple of people who really love winter. I guess their winter (mountains, sun, skiing, blinding white and outrageous romance) is a little different from my fucking winter. This winter also exists and I also know about it. This picture is about another winter. About winter in a European city. When you have not yet woken up, and already dead tired. When you constantly want to drink, so as not to see it and not live in it. What you see is exactly the exact image of our harsh winter. This continuous slush and haze. Wet and slippery fog that fills everything around. And after lunch, twilight begins. Either snow, or rain and this piercing fucking wind, sometimes maddening. In my winter, there are no other colors than 1500 shades of gray. I just want to say that in all seasons, even such disgusting ones, life goes on. People continue to move and live no matter what. Because everyone knows that tomorrow the sun will certainly rise.
Another picture from the series "Photos from the trash can." Personally, I know a couple of people who really love winter. I guess their winter (mountains, sun, skiing, blinding white and outrageous romance) is a little different from my fucking winter. This winter also exists and I also know about it. This picture is about another winter. About winter in a European city. When you have not yet woken up, and already dead tired. When you constantly want to drink, so as not to see it and not live in it. What you see is exactly the exact image of our harsh winter. This continuous slush and haze. Wet and slippery fog that fills everything around. And after lunch, twilight begins. Either snow, or rain and this piercing fucking wind, sometimes maddening. In my winter, there are no other colors than 1500 shades of gray. I just want to say that in all seasons, even such disgusting ones, life goes on. People continue to move and live no matter what. Because everyone knows that tomorrow the sun will certainly rise.
Another picture from the series "Photos from the trash can." Personally, I know a couple of people who really love winter. I guess their winter (mountains, sun, skiing, blinding white and outrageous romance) is a little different from my fucking winter. This winter also exists and I also know about it. This picture is about another winter. About winter in a European city. When you have not yet woken up, and already dead tired. When you constantly want to drink, so as not to see it and not live in it. What you see is exactly the exact image of our harsh winter. This continuous slush and haze. Wet and slippery fog that fills everything around. And after lunch, twilight begins. Either snow, or rain and this piercing fucking wind, sometimes maddening. In my winter, there are no other colors than 1500 shades of gray. I just want to say that in all seasons, even such disgusting ones, life goes on. People continue to move and live no matter what. Because everyone knows that tomorrow the sun will certainly rise.
Another picture from the series "Photos from the trash can." Personally, I know a couple of people who really love winter. I guess their winter (mountains, sun, skiing, blinding white and outrageous romance) is a little different from my fucking winter. This winter also exists and I also know about it. This picture is about another winter. About winter in a European city. When you have not yet woken up, and already dead tired. When you constantly want to drink, so as not to see it and not live in it. What you see is exactly the exact image of our harsh winter. This continuous slush and haze. Wet and slippery fog that fills everything around. And after lunch, twilight begins. Either snow, or rain and this piercing fucking wind, sometimes maddening. In my winter, there are no other colors than 1500 shades of gray. I just want to say that in all seasons, even such disgusting ones, life goes on. People continue to move and live no matter what. Because everyone knows that tomorrow the sun will certainly rise.
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Igor Shulman

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Another picture from the series "Photos from the trash can." Personally, I know a couple of people who really love winter. I guess their winter (mountains, sun, skiing, blinding white and outrageous romance) is a little different from my fucking winter. This winter also exists and I also know about it. This picture is about another winter. About winter in a European city. When you have not yet woken up, and already dead tired. When you constantly want to drink, so as not to see it and not live in it. What you see is exactly the exact image of our harsh winter. This continuous slush and haze. Wet and slippery fog that fills everything around. And after lunch, twilight begins. Either snow, or rain and this piercing fucking wind, sometimes maddening. In my winter, there are no other colors than 1500 shades of gray. I just want to say that in all seasons, even such disgusting ones, life goes on. People continue to move and live no matter what. Because everyone knows that tomorrow the sun will certainly rise.

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All my life is creativity. Even in dream I draw the new pictures, I find new decisions, I think out a new reality. It is difficult for me to prefer what either style or a direction. That is difficult to stop on what genre. All is interesting to me. In art for me there are no unknown zones or the closed doors. I can draw, paint or project, but from all I receive pleasure because that I do all, I do with all the heart.I cannot live without my creativity of any day. My web site: https://shulmanart.com

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