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From the point of view of a
landscape artist, there is nothing worse than a person in the frame -
they are like an intruder, a necessary evil, an element of inevitable
doom, that awaits everything it touches, like a looming sweet
cataclysm. If a person must, however, be in the picture, let them
occupy the role of an ant. An interesting challenge for a landscape
artist would be to limit himself to capturing images of the city. In
the place of pictures from the surroundings, emerge macrospaces,
pulsating with their own magical life. Sensory deprivation. Time for
emission.
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