Ekaterina Vasilyeva

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Ekaterina Vasilyeva

born in Sankt-Peterburg (RUS), 1977
lives in Russian Federation

Ekaterina Vasilyeva is an independent photographer, working at the intersection of the genre, documentary and art photography. She has been published in several online magazines : FStop, Fotografia Magazine, Revista OLD, Square Space Magazine, Bleek magazine, Phosmag magazine, Private, Dodho Magazine, Mud Season, Modern Poetry Review, Tonelit, LensCulture, L’oeil de la Photographie, Leica, Feature shoot, Deep sleep, Blur magazine. She studied Photojournalism with Anatoly Maltsev and Tatiana Plotnikova. She took part in workshops with Arja Hyytiainen (“Personal photography: from diary to fantasy”) and Morten Andersen (“Photographs, projects, books”) in 2011—2012. She exposed in several solo and collective exhibitions in St. Petersburg and other cities.

Road to Petergof

text by Elena Carluccio

Tornare a casa dopo due anni, intraprendere un utopistico viaggio su una strada centenaria lunga trentadue chilometri che separa San Pietroburgo da Petergof: ritrovare la stessa neve ma di un bianco diverso e i tramonti meno rosa. Osservare le rughe della gente e riscoprirsi straniera a casa propria. Partire per prendersi una lunga pausa dai luoghi familiari, dai percorsi battuti di una Russia evanescente e tornare per guardarli con occhi nuovi. Scavare negli strati soprammessi di una quotidianità dimenticata, ma tutta da riscoprire per ritrovare se stessi. La Vasilyeva diventa in questo viaggio in casa propria un’archeologa visiva che scandaglia il passato nascosto della sua Russia rurale per ricostruire i pezzi della sua identità. “Reduce così saggio, così esperto, avrai capito che vuol dire un’Itaca” diceva Costantino Kavafis, e forse è tutto già qui, in questa poesia, il senso della vita. Perché il vero viaggio è il ritorno.

Call for Projects 2016
Manifatture Knos

Imagine coming back home after two years, embarking on a utopian journey on a centenary, thirty-two kilometres long road separating St. Petersburg from Petergof. Imagine finding again the same snow, but its white is somehow different, the same sunsets, whose light is somehow less rosy. Imagine observing the wrinkles on people’s faces and feeling yourself a stranger in your own home. Imagine leaving to take a break from familiar places, from the beaten tracks of a vanishing Russia and coming back to look at them with new eyes. Imagine digging deep in the layers of forgotten everyday lives, discovering them and finding yourself again. During her journey, Vasilyeva becomes a visual archaeologist of her country, exploring the hidden past of her rural Russia to reconstruct the pieces of her identity. “Wise as you will have become, so full of experience, you will have understood by then what these Ithakas mean” said Costantino Kavafis and, maybe in this very poem lies the meaning of life. Because the real journey is the return.