It all began where the dust settled evenly: someone else's workshop, black stone, and hands learning the weight of effort. It was good — simple and clear.
Dmitry Sychanov
ISNI 0000 0005 2961 9146
ISNI 0000 0005 2961 9146
Russia,
Republic of Karelia
Republic of Karelia
Now you search for a different angle of light. Shungite still responds to your hands, but the light it reflects has changed. And the digital world is a new string, only beginning to find its voice.
Something else waits ahead, beyond the next door, and you do not know what it is.
Yet you keep creating forms, because it is the only way to understand where the path leads next.
Something else waits ahead, beyond the next door, and you do not know what it is.
Yet you keep creating forms, because it is the only way to understand where the path leads next.
Then came a workbench of my own, and a queue of ideas waiting their turn. Back then, the light was almost blinding with joy, with novelty, with the feeling that everything was happening for the first time.
And then it grew quieter — not because the sounds disappeared, but because things accumulated inside: pressure from the outside, weight from within. The colors became muted, and nothing broke, yet everything stood still.
And then it grew quieter — not because the sounds disappeared, but because things accumulated inside: pressure from the outside, weight from within. The colors became muted, and nothing broke, yet everything stood still.
