I don't claim the status of a photographer, I just take the pictures. When a subject catches my attention there's no time for analysis or composition. My work is instinctual.
In the Muromachi period, Sesson Shukei (1504-1589), a painting priest, used this hermitage as the foothold for his activities during his old age. No sound except the murmur of the wind can be heard. Tomb of natural stone, countless bamboos all quietly breathing.
On the day that I made this photo, it was really cold. It was the beginning of March, but in Russia it seemed like it was the middle of winter. I was lucky and unlucky with the weather at the same time. I was standing on the Bolshoy Moskvoretsky Bridge, and a cold strong wind was blowing, but the same wind drove the clouds in the sky and the ice on the river.