Dancing in the forest  

"That night even the stars froze, watching their ritual..."

Imagine: a dense pine forest, saturated with the aroma of resin and wild herbs. A deep summer night, when the air trembles from the heat of the fire and the whisper of spells. In the center is a circle of women in wreaths of daisies and cornflowers. Their bodies are illuminated by the scarlet glow of the flame, and their eyes reflect the moon - huge, pulsating, like a living witness of an ancient holiday.

You can almost feel the warmth, looking at the play of ochre and carmine in the glare of the fire.

Catch the moment when the skirts froze in a curl of dance, and the loose hair of one of the girls is about to fly up from a turn.

The moon is a mirror in which all the secrets of the Kupala night are reflected.

"This project is an attempt to capture the elusive: that moment when modern women become those very bereginyas from legends"