Sky from my childhood
Ink on plastic paper
This is the sky from my childhood. I was born and raised in Siberia. In winter, when it's freezing outside, I came home from school in the evening, Frost pinched my cheeks, my legs and arms froze, and everything was white with snow all around. I loved looking at the sky, it was so far away and at the same time so close. The stars were so close, but at the same time I couldn't get it .. I plunged into this sky and time stopped .. now I travel a lot, but such a sky is found only there, in distant childhood.