This project was made together with Mike Ross.
We decided to make a project about everyday life, or in other words about life’s routine. One of us it seems fell in love with the name of the project, which was offered by another one of us, so we had to do it.
As the project was about everyday life it included our everyday life things and these things looked just like they look: with no organizing, no moving, no adding things, no cleaning background, no breaking into things happening, no entertaining ourselves, no trying to escape from routine but to embrace it.
Photographers often if not always try to escape from humdrum life, so we decided not to escape this time. In this sense the project was sort of photojournalistic work. We tried to embody monotony as something really sad and boring and still beautiful because all this is fleeting and temporary.
I work in a rehabilitation center as a psychologist, our center deals with people with movement disorders as well as with neurological and psychiatric patients and people with other problems.
I shot an equipment I see everyday at my work. I don’t deal with it but it makes me think anytime. About people and how they overcome restrictions that they have, about the work of body and mind behind it.
I love and hate my work at once. Hate because it’s exhausting and love because it’s one of those works that makes sense. I think I treat my work as some patients may treat their aids in movement.
I made a shot of my everyday on Saturday morning. I don’t see it in this angle but it’s one of the most ordinary things I do.
And little piggy taking a bath. And a badge for planting trees. And a singing bowl, a clay whistle and a small box with a gold coin.
I just entered the room in which I shoot pretty often, I looked to a cupboard and this mixture of things made me laugh. When I placed the skull I didn’t think about how ridiculous it will look.
I think this mess greatly illustrates my inner self.
Is my cat. I’ve been moving rather much in my life. And many things have changed. People have changed. Places have changed. I have changed… My cat lives with me more than 8 years and she was moving with me and changed 3 homes. I try to find in my mind another thing or alive creature, which existed with me for 8 years or more. And I can’t find it. It seems it’s only my cat. She is a symbol of the stability of this world for me. Also a defender against rats and a psychotherapist.
This view I observe almost every evening, at least during that evenings when I look through the balcony windows. It’s one of main roads in Tallinn.
I see this back almost everyday when I fall asleep or when I wake up earlier. I like feeble light coming from closed curtains. Days are not brothers and I may experience different emotions but most of the time I like this back and I like to hide myself behind it. Hiding behind is safe.
In my everyday life should be my mom in some presence. And here are these rabbits. My mom lives in Russia and I live in Estonia about 4 years. I guess she miss me and try to make me smile in every way she can. Once I was in a market and saw these rabbits, the one in pants made me laugh and I made a photo for my mom just to make her smile too. She decided that I want to buy it and she sent money to me for it. She accompanied the money order with the phrase: buy mice!