Late autumn in monastery

When something happens very often, it stops stealing attention and surprising. This is what happened to the Kirillo-Belozersky Monastery. I began to visit it too often and this place is no longer as much admired as it used to be.

It can be said that this monastery was partly the catalyst for my passion for photography.

I saw the pictures in an old book about the Protected North and they amazed me.

Through the illustrations, I began to feel the atmosphere of the place for the first time.

The Kirillo-Belozersky Monastery was for me great, powerful, unknown.

And now I'm free....and that's a plus!

When you admire a place, when it is something sublime, you just can't afford to take bad photos or experiment.

But now I can. I can do anything!

This is a normal place for me. It is beautiful, cozy, and still majestic here.

But I can shoot as I want, I don't owe this place anything anymore.

I used to admire the pictures in the book, and now the books have my own photos of the monastery.

I paid my debt for emotions, impressions and inspiration.

But this does not mean that I will no longer take beautiful pictures of the monastery!

Maybe I owe it to myself to take the coolest photo of this place!