An industrial heritage that has no place in the modern world or a time machine near Belorussky Railway Station.
My first meeting with this place made a strong impression on me: a huge abandoned territory, built up with a large number of buildings, in which, despite the destruction and the state of disrepair, there was a persistent sense of the mystical presence of a large number of people. I went into each building, walked through the corridors, explored one floor after another, and felt as if there were people around me, busy with their usual jobs and duties, except that for some reason I saw not them, but only ruined offices and laboratories.
It turned out that these buildings belonged to a research institute, which was engaged in the development of radar equipment. Because my area of interest is working with different spaces, I decided to explore the area more closely. I spent my weekends for two months on the factory grounds. Everything inside these buildings seemed unusual to me: test tubes, reagents, microcircuits, drawings, rooms with strange cone-shaped figures on the walls, but most of all my attention was attracted by photos, calendars, dishes, shoes, dried flowers, letters, books, and postcards scattered everywhere.
As I immersed myself in a world that, thanks to my interest, had gained another imaginary life, I reflected on a territory that for decades had remained terra incognita even for people living in neighboring houses, on the people who had spent most of their lives in that space, and on the time that day by day erased all evidence of the existence of both those people and that space.
My work with this place resulted in an installation that includes objects found at the factory site, a series of photographs, and a photo book.