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Every time, sitting on this place, I catch myself on thought that I make this enormous way through all continent
by the airplane, then long hours by cars and on foot just to sit down here, on this precipice lost in East coast of Sakhalin,
for ten - fifteen minutes, maybe for half an hour. But this half an hour worth it. This is the place I remember so much in my far city.
For me it’s a symbol of this land, the symbol of my searches and discoverings.
And it is not important how I have got there, and who has shown me this place.
It is only mine and, probably, here will come my soul before the last travel to see once again the majestic Okhotskoe sea,
its coastline, the ringlets of snakes and droplets of berries. This is where my destiny is defined,
here I write my paintings and texts, and here I am in perfect security.
This is my place of force.
From the film "Oval of Sakhalin" | 
/ Paintings
/ The place of force
