This is my work with AI. I hatched the idea for six months. The idea was that in wartime, every day lived is like another birthday. I searched and tried different approaches for six months.
The war began on 24 February. The Russian army began bombing Ukraine.
I lived and worked in Kiev.
In the first few days I was horrified to hear the sirens, I went down to the basement of my house to see what the shelter looked like. It was just a basement with damp earth. In Kiev, underground metro stations became a real bomb shelter for thousands of people. But it took me 15 minutes to run from home through the empty streets.
The bomb fell near the Lukyanovska metro station, where I walked every day. I could have been there that day.
Now I live in Vinnitsa, and a bomb fell here too, but I was in a different area that day. So far I’ve been lucky. But every time I read the news, I am horrified to hear terrible things. About Mariupol, Bucha, Irpen, Bakhmut.
I understand that I am not in the worst situation right now. And every day that I am alive is like another birthday for me.
Wonderful narrative and powerful imagery.
Thank you Angelika, I look forward to your material