The city of my childhood

This spring, when I visited my fathe`s grave, I had an urge to go 25 years back and capture the city as it was then, in my early years.

This spring, when I visited my fathe`s grave, I had an urge to go 25 years back and capture the city as it was then, in my early years. This is a crazy idea. Still, I have visited the places which, for unknown (or vice versa - understandable) reasons, have been etched in my memory. This is ruthless. So much has changed so quickly. Suprisingly, my first house remained almost intact, at least from the yard side, but the facade changed completely. I took photos and, using Photoshop, I`ve cut out all the changes which appeared with time, in a childish applique style.

© Natasha Podunova - The Iset River, people used to swim in it
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The Iset River, people used to swim in it

© Natasha Podunova - I swam in this very fountain when at summer camp
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I swam in this very fountain when at summer camp

© Natasha Podunova - I can`t remember what used to be in this place, but certainly nothing like these houses
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I can`t remember what used to be in this place, but certainly nothing like these houses

© Natasha Podunova - In the yard, we used to gather apples (ranetki) and cooked compotes of them
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In the yard, we used to gather apples (ranetki) and cooked compotes of them

© Natasha Podunova - This is my first home in this city
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This is my first home in this city

© Natasha Podunova - Berdie
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Berdie

© Natasha Podunova - My mom worked over there
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My mom worked over there

© Natasha Podunova - People from nearby houses often got tougether and gave concerts
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People from nearby houses often got tougether and gave concerts

© Natasha Podunova - There will be an entertaimment center here... (written on advertising stretch)
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There will be an entertaimment center here... (written on advertising stretch)

© Natasha Podunova - My dad worked here
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My dad worked here

© Natasha Podunova - Bazhov`s Monument, for some reason I rememered it this way
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Bazhov`s Monument, for some reason I rememered it this way

© Natasha Podunova - I was always afraid of this dreadful figure
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I was always afraid of this dreadful figure

© Natasha Podunova - Woodland park next to the school, I was not allowed there, because of maniacs who, I was told, liked the place
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Woodland park next to the school, I was not allowed there, because of maniacs who, I was told, liked the place

© Natasha Podunova - I remember Saturday trips to the market, and especially, the way back home with shopping bags
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I remember Saturday trips to the market, and especially, the way back home with shopping bags

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