Russia. I hope you can feel the magic in these photos.
The best gift I have ever given myself is this. Returning to my childhood and the places I grew up in.
I was born in Russia in 1996, and moved to Australia when I was 11. I was so happy in Australia, and even though I often had dreams about my childhood in Russia, I had absolutely no desire to be back. I have a mindset of always moving forward, and I guess I associated Russia with my past, so I wanted to leave it as that.
At 23 I found out my summer house in Russia is up for sale, as my grandparents are not able to look after it anymore. My summer house in the countryside, surrounded by fields and forests, where I fell in love with Mother Earth, where I created magical potions out of dew and flower petals, where I read countless fantasy books and then wrote my own, where I learned that the forest is alive and where I made a choice to see the magic and beauty in everything.
12 years later, I finally gathered the courage to return.
(to be continued…)