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My photography is a story of my life


        "The Voice of Russia" radio in London webpage has published an autobiographic essay telling the story of the photographer Misha Maslennikov through his artistic journey. The gallery includes several photographs by the author that represent life in modern Russia.

        "Through these 26 striking images, taken in all corners of his nation, Russian photographer Misha Maslennikov shares the contours of his life as artist and theologian against a shifting backdrop of Soviet and Russian history." Voice of Russia

        Enjoy the full photo gallery

        Everything started with an ordinary pencil. A pencil that sooner or later takes a child's fancy. What is he supposed to do with it? Well, grab it, play with it and perhaps draw something. I started drawing on books that belonged to my father, on windowsills, and on the plain wallpaper of our apartment.
        My drawing teacher in school used to come up with ideas for various hobby groups: minting, wood and even linoleum engraving. Early in, many students were signing up, but by the end of the school year only one remained in the classroom. Later, when I was in the eighth grade, my teacher prepared my first still-life set that consisted of a pottery jar, a wax Antonovka apple, and a discoloured towel that once used to be blue. He handed me the classroom keys and left, without a word, shutting the door behind him.
        Everything depictive in one way or another was important to me. I graduated from a junior college of artistic design and technology that specialised in architecture, was fortunate to get a job with the architectural bureau of a major design institute, and was planning to get into the Moscow Institute of Architecture.
        reeking of dissolvent and turpentine but still happy
        Then I got called up for military service and that meant two more years of drawing, draughtsmanship and cartography in between firing practice and route marches. At nights I would work on my strokes, drawing gypsum head models that my friends brought to the barracks just for me.
I finished my service in the USSR Armed Forces and got a job at the artistic print shop of 'Pravda' publishers in Moscow. Retouching, assemblage, scanning, and colour separation of museum pieces for printing... But all that was routine. I desperately wanted to draw. Covered in oil, reeking of dissolvent and turpentine but still happy, coming back from plein-air outings, I was still searching and thinking about what to apply myself to next. What was it that I knowingly wanted to devote my life to?
        one day I walked into a church
        Everything happens for a reason. The fall of the USSR, its eventual disintegration, new relations and prospects in the new conditions the time was not devoid of illusions but held out a promise of prosperity.
        First computers appeared in the country, then graphic stations arrived along with smart software and image editing. Painting, design, composition, fonts, calligraphy, everything I learned in the workshops of top Moscow painters, added to my experience in printing, brought me to graphic design. For a long time I worked in design offices, then as a freelancer, making good money. And slowly losing the meaning of it all...
Everything changed at lightning speed. The '90s rolled by and with that same fervour Russia stepped into the 2000s. And then one day at the start of the century I walked into a church.
        A year later I received the blessing to enter Saint Tikhon's Orthodox University, I got accepted by the divinity school. I quit my job in advertising and graphic design. Apart from history and theology I was particularly drawn to iconography: mosaic, icon painting and fresco painting.
Works by Russian theologians Yevgeny Trubetskoy's Theology in Colours, priest Pavel Florensky's Iconostasis and Reverse Perspective and archpriest Sergius Bulgakov's Church Ritual as a Synthesis of the Arts filled my vision with new feelings. The Byzantine School and the Russian 'Northern painting' tradition that was what changed my perception.
        But only in theory... I could not bring myself to pick up the brush again.
        And yet I did go back to working with image. As I turned forty an entry level camera landed in my lap. By then, numerous missionary journeys and pilgrim expeditions had filled me with visual experiences. And I started taking pictures. Yet again life was changing its shape and regained a meaning inspiring artistic exploration and observation...
        Everything I put into my photography is a story of my life. For me photography is a story of my experience in fine arts, of the people I meet and of the country I live in... And if I have the strength and, suddenly, a bit of luck, perhaps of something bigger.

Misha Maslennikov