Photography

Tbilisi
postcards
Tbilisi is the city in which doors have invard opening, where dad is called mama, and the language has no masculine or feminine gender, where any native conversation sounds like a song, even when no one was going to sing yet, where the language has no capital letters or accents, where words fly by with eight consonants in a row, and almost every relaxed taxi driver bears the name Irakli.
A city where you tend to remember easier how many brothers you have, and most likely sisters. Where the dogs feel like home on any street, and your sensations are comfortable in almost any incomprehensible situation also.‚Äč

Old personal works:

objects + video + heart in fire
abstract oil paintings

oil paintings

RND + VFX

mixed media + photo

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