The winter was coming to an end, but it was still far until real spring, which is no earlier than late March or early April in Moscow, I was feeling in a desperate need of flowers. I had no one to give them to me, or rather, my boyfriend felt reluctant about flower giving. So I decided to make a series of photographs explaining the importance of flowers in a woman's life. It was apparent to me that flower portraits are too common-place, everyone has once been photographed with a flower in their hair or against a blooming lilac tree. I needed to think of something else, something more acute, to get my message across to the people. Then I thought of blind people, blind women to be more exact. Someone who cannot see but can feel the flowers, in the broader meaning of the word feel. My experience of doing this project turned out to be a very complicated and stressful one, but spiritually enriching and eye-opening. A quest for beauty, an attempt to understand what it is.
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