Thru Siberia A travel essay about the intimacy that is formed as one moves about in trains, thru the vastness of the Siberian taiga in Russia. As your personal space begins to disintegrate, you become immersed in the act of contemplation, for there is not much more you can do. To become static while in movement, ceremonializing in unison our basic existential functions: eating, socializing and sleeping. In transit, you bond with a common goal, that of reaching a final destination at a given hour and minute, breaching west and east thru a sliver of a train track, much of the land mass to be imagined. While sipping on tea and on styrofoam soups, black bread, tomatoes and cucumbers, surrunded by boys on their way to becoming men, students returning home for the summer, children off with parents to summer houses, temporary workers on their way back across the border, hopeful for another 3 month visa, you are transported in a transcontinental dream-like experience.
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Livia Radwanski ^ Photo + Video
Born in Sao Paulo, Brasil. Livia lives and works in Mexico City as a freelance photographer and filmmaker.