This year I visited Cyprus twice, traversed the island in every direction, took tons of photos, and made a million notes. There’s so much information that I’ll have to split it into two posts. The first one — the overview and main cities. The second one — hidden spots and the northern part of the...

I love to hate Yekaterinburg — my ugly hometown in the Urals, right on the border between Europe and Asia. It’s the only place I can suddenly return to, take a bunch of photos, and leave without a hint of regret — fully aware of all the reasons I once left it.

During my 8 months in Asia, I managed to visit Kuala Lumpur, Singapore, and Hong Kong. I didn’t like them. The details have faded, and I don’t really want to remember, so I’ll stick to brief notes and a bunch of stale photos. Kuala Lumpur (Dirtymouthville) We came to Malaysia’s capital on busin...

How I spent 8 months in Thailand and (barely) survived. A no-nonsense guide to the island for travelers and downshifters with a twist. In the summer of 2016, I moved to Phuket chasing a new job and a thirst for change. It’s been over a year since I got back. The nostalgia has mostly faded, and...

After wonderful months in Cyprus (which I still haven’t gotten around to writing about), we returned to Moscow. In February, in these latitudes, you basically have two options: drown yourself in wine or quickly escape somewhere nicer. We went with the latter. But between the arrival and the de...

Almost two years ago, I left my hometown. No matter where I live, its long shadow follows me closely, forcing me to revisit this place with the persistence of a bad dream.

There was a time when I actually knew how to take photos. Nothing fancy or award-winning, of course, and I didn’t get all mathematical about Fibonacci numbers. I just studied Kornbluh, Bresson, Erwin’s work, practiced for hours, and tried to imitate them. Sometimes it turned out decent. Then I...