The Current Time

From the preface There comes an age when you begin to take notice of time. Or, there comes a time when you begin to take notice of age. To notice age means discovering that life is finite. No, no, not finished surely. But not infinite as it used to seem only yesterday. Starting with this very moment time is running in your veins along with the blood. Time is running in your veins along with the blood. A man lives on, and by, and in time. It is – outside, and – inside. It is both – the powerful river smashing dam walls and bridges, and a tiny stream pulsing in one’s temple. Both are – time. It can drift like dry leaves caught by the wind or roar as a storm, but still – fluidity is its basic nature. This lot of pictures, that have been turned into a book – has been an attempt to grasp time by its tail. To stop it from becoming a barrage (that can be flushed away!) but instead – perhaps a filter, through which a minute flows. It seeks to leave a trace. That is why each picture is marked with the exact time of its creation. And it explains the economy of strokes: so that the present time does not fade too swiftly into the far-away past. File format 36,5 х 27,7cm Typography Aleksey Fyodor Moscow, 2012