There is an old legend the Abkhaz people like to tell to the visitors: when God gave each nation its place under the sun, the Abkhaz was too busy taking care of his guests so he came in late and there was no land left for him. But God remembered the great hospitality of the Abkhaz, so he gifted him the only place left where God himself wanted to live - the small region on the shores of the Black Sea.
Unfortunately the real life is only a distorted reflection of this legend. Abkhazia, once one of the most beloved touristic regions of the Russian Empire and later of the Soviet Union, is really a lost place on the world map. Officially still a part of Georgia, separated after the civil war of 1992, it’s a state recognized only by Russia and just a couple of other countries. A hostage of the foreign policy of its giant northern neighbor and its imperialistic ambitions, Abkhazia is on a list of other Russian puppet states, which includes another Georgian region of South Ossetia, the Transnistria region in Moldavia or the recent self-proclaimed DNR and LNR states of Donetsk and Luhansk respectively in Ukraine.
The small stripe of land between the sea and mighty mountains of Caucasus, only a fifth of the size of the Netherlands, it is long forgotten by the global media circus as well as by international politics. Without any real industry, infrastructure or educational power it survives on occasional nostalgic tourism from ex-USSR citizens, foreign Abkhaz diaspora and scarce Russian alimony.The story „Abkhazia“ is a portrait of the country that is caught in a two decade long sleep without any signs of waking up in sight. It researches the everyday life of people who try to exist within this uncertainty, within a system that doesn’t have a future and doesn’t seek one.
I was born in the old merchant town Kaluga, by the river Oka, 180 km southwest of Moscow. My hometown is known for its most famous resident, Konstantin Tsiolkovsky. He was a Russian and later a Soviet rocket scientist and a pioneer of the astronautic theory, who worked here as a school teacher. Consequently, another name for Kaluga is "The Cradle of Space Exploration".
It is hard to put feelings about my hometown into words. Instead, I decided to do a photo series about Kaluga and as a result visited all the locations that were important to me in my childhood and youth again as a grown-up. Luckily some things there still resemble Russia of my childhood, even though the new era has moved into Kaluga in a form of McDonald's and other hallmarks of the Western world.
This barrel factory is a small family business located in Bremen, Germany. The employees, Philipp and Marco, are making the barrels by hand only from strictly selected high quality wood. The utmost precision is needed for planning and drawing as well as welding because the quality of a barrel has a direct influence on the quality of wine. The family business is shipping these barrels all over the world.