I photographed everyone I could on the streets of Moscow. Everyone held a bag.
Sometimes watching tourists is just as interesting as being one.
With some phone note snippets.
I have never felt a place to be as magical. The oranges and yellows, the bustling tuk tuks.
Four o'clock wanderings with fishermen.
The garbage that lined the pathways did not phase the children.
Oil, cars, and art museums.
Spaces filled with every nationality. No one interacts with each other, but I notice that everyone interacts with the locations in the same way.
With some phone shot snippets.