I stood alone in the middle of the street, when he made this picture. The day was overcast and at the time the yard seem dark and unfriendly. On weekends, the street is closed for the passage of the Red machine, in fact, it becomes a place for walking residents and visitors of Krasnodar. I do one photo per month. There are about sixty for all my life. And this does not particularly different from the others, but the memories of the city and about the places depicted in the film, and nearby so strong that I chose this picture for the first boot. I do translation for English. Peter.