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​PHOTO
BY HEART

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Photo for memory-simple but very important words. It seems to us that we do not need it now, we live in this moment, we remember every nuance, but after a while, we will only be able to remember that this event was, or we may not remember this. Over the years, the memory weakens and restore those feelings, and only photography helps to relive the past. I think you noticed when looking through old albums, the older the photo, the more feelings it evokes. Save your feelings now, take photos, and then you will have something to remember.

The first time I touched the art of photography was when I was 5 years old. My parents and I lived in a Dorm. Our neighbor was a photographer, so real, elderly, gray-haired, in a beret. Once, I wandered into his developing room, dark and only a dim red light, he charges a film into a device called a photo Magnifier, and then the magic begins, lights up the image from the film on the photo paper, puts it in the first bath with the developer, and lo and behold, the image appears on it...

... And hung on clothespins, on clotheslines in the public utility room of our Dorm, drying photos?! And, like in a gallery, you walk between them and look at the frozen history. And the process of shooting? When the camera does not have 32 gigs of memory for a thousand photos, but only 36 frames, and each one is valuable, and you can't fix anything later, the picture is taken. That's when I learned to appreciate the magic of each frame.

Andrei Pershin,
photographer

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