The views of the abandoned village make you think about many things and everyone will have their own thoughts. It is a pity that the five-walled houses are in worse condition than ordinary huts.
Voronino had its own post office. I learned this from the postcards I found in the houses.
Judging by the badge, a veteran lived in this house. The round plate once featured a red star. If you look closely, you can still see its outline.
The second street in the village runs parallel to the first. The layout of the village was once in the form of the letter U.
The postcard was sent in 1981.
"Finish the business and walk boldly!"
I often say that I would like to see this or that abandoned residential village for a short time.
But it's strange, because I also visit many residential villages. There I sometimes have the opposite feeling: I imagine that someday it will be abandoned.
And in this there are no calls to restore the abandoned or abandon the acquired. This is all my inner, observant from the outside.
Documenting is the process of capturing dry facts. It is important that it be distorted as little as possible through the prism of consciousness.
Huge sleds.
Collapsed ceiling.
Collapsed roof. I wonder if a person is needed to capture dry facts?
Maybe you can launch some kind of self-propelled robot that, with certain algorithms, would capture the environment?
But such photographs will be as inartistic as possible and thus unattractive.
And if the robot is asked some basic creative algorithms, then it will again be someone's prism.
From villages such as Voronino, impressions remain for a long time.
The interior of the abandoned house is empty...but still somehow cozy.
Wishes to each other on the veranda wall. It seems that these are children who came here for the summer to visit their grandmothers.
I, too, used to be friends with visiting guys at my grandmother's...
And now the house is also abandoned...
...The air warmed up and it became hot.
It was harder to go back, as you had to climb a high hill.
After visiting an abandoned village, there is no sadness or sorrow.
Perhaps even the opposite, a charge of emotions for several days.