That collage was put together from the episodes from the 2-year journey, which could be written this way: If one in his solitude drops out of the interhuman world, two always carry it.
Anton and Marika met at the Murano pier at the end of 2014, returning from different locations. That same night they threw all their swag into the lagoon. Getting dressed up in a Chinese store like a royal family in exile, artists flew to Nepal, with the notion of not coming back anywhere.
Anton and Marika met at the Murano pier at the end of 2014, returning from different locations. That same night they threw all their swag into the lagoon. Getting dressed up in a Chinese store like a royal family in exile, artists flew to Nepal, with the notion of not coming back anywhere.
On the sideway in Budapest, Luang Prabang, Rome; on the rooftop in Seoul or Kathmandu; on the balcony in our studio on Rabochaya St. in Moscow; in a cafe in Porto or Cadaques — everywhere is the same still stream, into which you can step twice or trice, you may ever enter it. M&A