One photo story

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Come to my page, do not be afraid.

Open my  new post and read.

Today I will tell you about one photo.#onephotostory.
Rather, it will be a comment about one photo.
Or rather, it will be my tedious reasoning, which I publish here.

So here……..

If you are ready to read the monotonous thoughts of a woman,  you are here.

Today I am not ready to prepare 6-7 pieces  of photos , as I always do, by selection and  publishing a post.
Today, only one photo.
Here it is. ……I am publishing it now….


One photo story

What? You’re upset now. What is it?

Why? Well, what to do with this photo?

What do you want to write to us here?

Nothing. Take it easy.
This is just my mood now.

Yes, it’s winter outside.
Yes, it’s cold outside.
Yes, everything has changed in color, since when I arrived on this land.))

It was green, warm, sunny.
It became cold, frosty and monotonously gray.


In my mind the same color changing.
It is not related to my mood.
Not at all.
I let go.
I relaxed, not to suffer from the problems.

I came to the conclusion that the best condition now is to get relax  in this situation.
And I get it.
I am extremely fruitfully working now to collect as much artistic material as possible,which I lack in Canada.
I attend exhibitions held in Kiev in these months.
I walk a few kilometers every day for healthy body.
I meet people and new places.

I must say that the city is changing very quickly. It is an amazing city. I love Kiev.
Kiev reminds me  the sea.
Imagine the surf…………
This is a wave that is gaining strength.
The wave rolls to the shore.
So, for me, this city is always the same, sandy, gray shore.))
And the waves that roll on him are all sorts of changes, sometimes events, sometimes people, actions……
The waves are rolling. They are trying to change the shore, raking, washing away the sand.
And the shore as it was stay……did not change.

My mood today is like this beautiful bench in this one photo.
All white.
But it is special white.
Not completely white, with colorchanging. It is snow, winter and cold.
And the bench, it’s me that this winter has covered with cold and snow.
And whatever I wanted, no matter how I spun … I have to cover myself with this snow … and stand.

Here is my photo today.
Great photo.

Your Helen

If you are bored and you want to hear something wise

The city and the situation in which I voluntarily ended up gives me a reason to write a blog.
I feel a strange state.


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A city that I love madly. It is beautiful, it is old, it is surprisingly warm, juicy. Manly, romantic. It cannot be forgotten. It is Kiev.


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And I’m wandering around him now, I look at him, how he is changing.
On the one hand, elegance, chic, high beauty and luxury.
On the other hand, a lot of poverty, crime, begging, deception, hopelessness, old age.
And unfortunately, today these two sides are not in balance.



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I am balancing between my old parents and my life in the megapolis.
I give little money when I meet a poor intellectual  old people on the street, not a beggar.
Why do I do this? I see their eyes and I want to help them. They don’t ask for money. These are simple people in transport, at bus stops, in the park, anywhere. They haven’t a lot. They have been begging for more than 20-25 years and deny themselves everything .And new and new generation of pensioners is added to them every years. The pensioners here are people who have been thrown out of the fence. I have already written that I dream when Ukrainian grandmothers will travel around the world to resorts and seduce men. They are beautiful and experienced in old age too. But they pull these carts for food and stand in the streets to sale vegеtables from morning to night.
I publish this photo here.


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It’s just a dead sparrow. He flew into the vestibule of the escalators for the trains, could not valelet and died.
So heroically died.
I make photo and now publish this photo.
Lonely, heroic, proud death.

Do not think I’m depressed. Even if I describe my mood now, it’s rather this squirrel.


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Red squirrel in autumn park, garden, forest. There are black, bright, and I’m red.



When in this city everything will be harmonious?
When each of its inhabitants will admire, be proud of, invite to visit, popularize.
When they  will try to plant the best on the gardens near homes and invite for a demonstration — look — I did it. I am a resident of this city.
When they will remove the fences with electricity and security, and come up with a different way to coexist poverty with wealth.


The love you get is equal to the love you give. I have no balance right now

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And who I am?
I am a little  resident who love this green wise city and instilled a love for this beautiful city to its children.

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That’s all for today.
I’m with you


What is relevant in Kiev in the autumn of 2018

If I want to see the work of other artists, to understand the style of today’s art, to get acquainted from the work of other people or to understand what is now relevant, always go to the gallery.
Since I am now in Kiev, for me the most interesting exhibition is in the Pinchuk Art Gallery.
For more than ten years, his collection is always interesting.
I enjoyed visiting the exhibition in November 2018.

Today’s exhibition is dedicated about woman:
,,Woman and ex-USSR.,,
,,Woman and socialism.,,
,,Creativity of women in post-socialism.,,
,,What happened to a woman in the USSR,,

Strange choice. Strange, dirty, tangled thoughts,  shows naked women.
Statue of women chained in concrete (monumentalism)
In short, art is on the verge of burning out.
Three floors with different rooms. In one hall, the author from the European Union collects water from the Dnieper, makes a block of ice, drains it into a tank and pours it into the Dnieper. He fights for the purity of nature.
And in other halls there is a struggle around a woman, so I will call everything that I saw.
In fact, scary.
In socialism, everything that was created by Eastern society suffered for so long.
Erasing the line between a man and a woman.
And the show wants to show both crap and results. Both are very sad.
The fact that women’s rights are violated ….is….. yes.
And the fact that it is too late to realize that, the whole world has changed….it… is.

So,my conclusions:there is art and artists react to what happened to them.

Folk art is gathered in one room.

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It is  creativity of not professional female artists. There are primitive paintings,but they are bright.

I have  heard about the curtains, embroidered in the style of the Kama Sutra, about sex. But I saw them for the first time


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The next exhibit — it seems to me, is an angel wing.
But prayer is on him.
Maybe it  is map of  country.
It’s like a picture made from a piece of wood.

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Back to the murals on the walls:



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Paintings in style resembling painted walls in thatched houses. Often it was painted by women to decorate their houses and decorate them.

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Exhibited by one painting of famous folklore artists Maria Priymachenko


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and Katerina Belokur

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Both women create to decorate  walls with animals and flowers.
And payment for creativity, they were whole life lonely.


This is a difficult legacy of our time – a woman and loneliness. A high percentage of women in the country live by themselves, alone. Many divorces. Many raise children themselves. It is very difficult in our time. Very difficult.
Therefore, probably, I was interested in the posters of the builders of socialism.
Motivation simply destroys the authenticity of women. And the goal is aimed right at the heart, let’s drop everything, go work, go build, go help.


Each of these posters symbolizes a woman, as a country, as a motherland, as a mother:

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But there were very few in really.

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Women- go to work in collective farms….and they went, worked very hard.


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Woman- help rebuild the country.

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Women -workers of the USSR.

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This is a very interesting poster – a woman if she becomes in government  , she will help the growth of culture


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Through DD societies destroy orphanage and homelessness.


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Gymnasts and gymnasts is the pride of our country.
This poster is still relevant.


This is the subject of today’s block.
I didn’t take a lot of photos.
I  watched a very difficult movie. I watched it completely.
Movie was shot in the 1990s and I did not agree with the main idea of the film . So that the author understand what happens with Ukraine. Tied up with ropes, a naked, torn, raped woman.
But this is the judgment of the author.
I take a more conservative position in such decisions.
I change everything with love.



That’s all for today.



The love forgot our names

The thought with which I wanted to share today does not leave me last time.
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You, probably, felt, how short-term the state of happiness?
This second feeling of euphoria and bliss
This is a unique state of complete ,, I ,,
I know I felt it all…..
I know it.
Especially those who are older….
It happens like  in  your life … you just felt loved, happy …
You feeling at the top with open hands, heart, soul …,, look, people, I’m happy !!!,,
And then …- oops..and you down …. you are at the bottom …
And everything must again … collect by fragments, complain about black, bad days ….
And then, when there are many, often, having accumulated all the forces, you raising … and no again, not again  there …. at the wrong time …you down….down
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Then comes the stupid ,, tired ,,,,, why? ,,
If everything is okay?
Then gathering all of yourself … silently … waiting for the moment to come out, jump out of bad luck … to rise.
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Rise from the bottom to again get the euphoric state of happiness, but already hiding from all……………………………………………………………………….
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Every artist or writer is one for me……the same…
His name is creator
For each creator in the period of suffering or trials that have befallen him, comes the time for self-expression .
No, these are not obscene expressions or anger or screams.
Rather, it is a rigid description of the situation and a rigid description of oneself in this situation.
Therefore, my recent blogs are devoted to the rapid destruction that occurs in my beloved city, country, and among people like me.

This has partly affected me, I have been living very little in it lately.
It was hurt by this visit to Ukraine, and there is no point in hiding my eyes.
I hate the attitude of wealthy robbed people to their own citizens.
I understand that it is their fear of losing everything and their precarious situation.
I hate the attitude of the poor to any innovations.
These are big losses and very difficult and difficult work on impenetrable consciousness.
It is a payment for our (I speak about the generation of people in my age) nonsense, for mistakes, for patience and for detachment from solving problems.
Old people are ahead of us
Old people ate us with anger, distrust and curses.
I agree, unfortunately, with them completely.
Instead of my old grandmother sitting at home, waiting for her grandchildren, walking in the park and traveling to the seaside, she carries her cart and sells for pennies the last thing what she has from her garden.
I went to the flea market where they sell every little thing every Sunday.
How do you need to live and why you wash old soiled socks, sew them up and bring them to sell for a few hryvnias?
What fills and tests years and years…..I repeat…..  for years !!! I will repeat for years !!! survive to come up with it….Ahhhhh….

And another ….. how is it necessary to have anger and hatred for everything in order ,to get out like a wolf in such a life to power and become a politician..
I do not ask you to tout me … no ….please!….
These are my next thoughts out loud after Sunday morning prayer…..

The love forgot our names
I love you. Thank you my parents for the opportunity to live and create.
I could only be born to them in my family….with love.
I thank every moment for the happiness to give … to give with my creativity, with all my charisma, with my vision …


Yours   Helen