Beauty @bketrina moved from Smolensk to St. Petersburg for a completely different reason, but we worked on her wedding set together. Today was the big day—congratulations!
You know, what you’re doing is really cool. One day, you’ll understand. I’ll save these moments for you. Thank you for working 10–12 hours professionally through heat and rain. My little “Childhood Friend, ” P. Zabelin.
Do you remember how May promised us a whole Summer ahead? That May when we filmed winter with fluffy plastic snowflakes, turned slim ladies into curvy Cossack women, and raced to the metro after a day full of laughter.
No seats left. I love the creative process, like a child loves to play, but premieres mean it’s ending. There’s Saint Petersburg, about Saint Petersburg. Our premiere is here.
A significant part of my heart belongs to talented children. Watching them move in costume always gives me chills. I can’t imagine the strength and discipline these little big people have. This little dancer is amazing.
Sometimes long-held plans give way to the sudden urge to sew a specific dress in two days from the first fabric at hand. That’s how years of ideas die. Now I’m walking around Smolensk in a new dress—just a sewing whim, nothing new.
…And I’d take a walk… along the embankments, to the water and the Sky… how I love the Sky… I only see it in puddle mirrors and reflected in eyes… but children look longer. In their eyes, I can see both the Sky and even the Sun…”
I made my
One day, at the end of a performance, amid the шум of voices, I’ll confess my love for two cities, comparing them and finding them remarkably alike. Smolensk and St. Petersburg would be the coolest, most handsome brothers.
Do leaves hurt from raindrops that stopped living in the gray cloud? Why are clouds so sad if they chose to become a storm? Strange how water’s song changes your mood. Scary how easily you replace dreams with “no more dreams.
My harmless habit is falling in love with beautiful buildings. A personal observation about St. Isaac’s Cathedral: everyone says you can see it from almost anywhere in the city. I think it watches you, wherever you are.
Today is my dear Friend’s birthday. I’ve grown close to this city and boldly call St. Petersburg my Friend! Happy Birthday, handsome! With Arman Khachatryan and his band, we created “Peter on Petersburg. ” Thank you to every viewer who saw the city
The spirit of a knitting grandma shows up more and more... not just in winter now. Must be age-related. Checked my bag and fridge—still creams and cosmetics, not medicine. There’s hope yet. My new favorite sweater.
Интересно, ��колько людей ты видел в последний раз и даже не понял этого. Даже тех, без кого не представлял своих дней. Интернет создает иллюзию, что общение продолжается. Но это не так.