The concept of the project
I won't lie: the environmental problem, as well as most of people, not too worries me, not strongly disturbs me. No, certainly, to me it becomes sad at the sight of the dying, dead small fishes who lie ashore, in a lot of garbage. And to whom it won't become sad? All of us perfectly understand that small fishes jumped out of the elements not for the sake of own whim, and not of thirst of experiment. And who is guilty in their death some angry unknown uncles there? No, of course, we there is nothing, we good all. It is possible to be put on, what my exhibition somehow will help it to dead small fishes? Also will set you on the right path? I don't feed special hopes, and not really and there was a wish. More likely, a question in why to me it is sad, at the sight of such daily natural selection: person or nature. I subconsciously personify myself with small fishes. I admit that looking at them, I sometimes feel in their shoes. I look at the world through their dying eyes. The air is as necessary as it is destructive, inhale my gills already. I look at the world around you, see merry men, but I no longer understand. I don't understand what I see and what it all means. I see the world as if for the first time, but I do not survive this first meeting. The figure of the fish is filled with religious symbolism, as a reminder about the basic way people tried to comprehend the surrounding.