Family Garden
In my family, for as long as I can remember, women have been growing flowers. Great-grandmother, grandmother, mother, aunt planted flowers, raised children. Of course, every summer, according to tradition, children were photographed with flowers!
A couple of years ago, I found a large box of slides. I thought I had already seen all the family photos, but these slides were a revelation. Basically, they were pictures of country flowers, signed by the caring hand of my great-grandmother. But there were also pictures of the family. Before my eyes, two little girls turned into adult women, new little girls appeared, they smiled and squinted from the sun on colored slides that I inserted into an old filmoscope.
In the photos, everyone is alive and happy, as if preserved in summer, surrounded by flowers, safely hidden — a kaleidoscope of the most sincere and joyful, shining multicolored garden, which blooms again every year. Bad, sad things are somewhere far away and will never happen.
How I loved it as a child! Like Alice, you fall into the fabulous reality of Wonderland. In difficult times, I want to do something beautiful — something that moves and is constantly updated! The kaleidoscope disc is made of slides, when the disc moves, a pattern is formed from the slides, they flow into each other, dance and update!
