natalie lisichnaia
everything
is
interconnected,
and i am
within
it
status: in progress 51 / 343
boundaries of time: the year 2026
' iterative mindset '
//e: experimental series
' birth of an idea '
summer 2024
//teenage reflection series
'emotional spectrum'
summer 2024
//self-portrait series
//: play
*we've gone too far
pitypartyest1998
' mondayera '
//teenage reflection series
*brainwashed generation
summer 2024
//tbilisi series
' textureless '
2022
*texture addiction
during the time i lived in tbilisi, one of the ways i entered into dialogue with the city was through documenting its textures, photographing fragments of surfaces. tbilisi is incredibly dense in its material character, with a striking concentration of diverse textures and reliefs. i found great pleasure in observing them and in piecing the city together through these small fragments.

this became a form of interaction between us. even now, long after i no longer live there, these imprints of the city remain important to me, although memories of that time return with a certain shiver.
foreveronline
//self-portrait series
' i have no personality '
*everything you see is nothing more but a simulation
this image emerged accidentally during the shoot for the series 'birth of an idea'. i liked the frame itself but disliked the reflection in the liquid mirror, so i began experimenting with it, which led to this visual distortion.

both the distortion and the title appeared intuitively and unconsciously. only later did i realize how precisely the image resonated with the period i was living through at the time.

for nearly a year i had been in a state of deep dissociation. my sense of identity had almost completely dissolved — i could no longer answer fundamental questions about myself: who i was, what defined me, or what kind of person i was. looking in the mirror became difficult, as i simply did not recognize the person i saw there.

what began as a spontaneous experiment eventually revealed itself as an unexpectedly precise reflection of that experience — something that had appeared by chance and without conscious intention, yet was deeply aligned with what i was going through at the time.
summer 2024
daydream
loneswordsman
//tbilisi series
' wake me up when it's all over '
may 2022
*we've gone too far
'все вокруг взрывается.
люди плачут.
люди ругаются.
люди перестают быть людьми. невинных делают виновными.
а истинно виновные разжигают хаос вокруг все сильнее и сильнее.
травмы физические и душевные размером с марианскую впадину.
единый организм весь в трещинах, которые так быстро расходятся, и которые, кажется, уже не склеить.
разбудите меня, когда все это закончится'.