Iryna Shynkaruk. Vidchuvaju.

Let's have a look at this photo. At first sight one can notice warm pastel shades at it, which seem to float from light to twilight. Pellucid, soft autumn mood. Now let's cast the second and closer glance. A closed contour of the body, the pose seems to be relaxed only on the surface, but inside one can feel exertion. Metallic and chilly gleam of a dress and even of the skin itself. It looks as if it were defence, though pellucid and almost imperceptible, but still a fence. Unobtrusive and at the same time elastic hint - you are you yourself and I am me myself. Look, but do not touch. Every person is given the space for solitude. Even lips are hard. Well, now let's cast the third glance. We look simply. A woman. A woman who is sitting alone. She is looking into your eyes. Gleams, metallic chill - all that is external, infused. Clothes, which will be changed. The pose, which will float into a different one. Only a woman, who is sitting alone and looking into your eyes, will stay. May be, she will stiffen, may be she will float. Her songs are like that as well. All three glances, all three approaches are presented in this album. All three of them are important, but the essence of it lies in the third and the closest one. Though, as usual.