A landscape that is close to the sight and far in the memories, concealing the burial mounds of
Nadruvians and Skalvians, emerged on the bones of Prussians, Lithuanians, Frenchmen, Germans, and Russians,
defying any harmoniously balanced composition. The landscape of a place that is still fenced in, a Stalker
zone that fills you with restlessness, by nature recognizable in treetop sunset, bright spring greenery,
midsummer scents, sticky autumnal dirt in the road, and winter’s white silence. A land that has preserved
the legend of Lithuania Minor and the memory of Kristijonas Donelaitis in the time cycle of The Seasons. The
Land of Longing where the past is more persistent than the present.
Truth in these
photographs is not what you can see, but what you can feel as you look.