








“Disposable Highs” is a raw, emotional photo project I've been working on for the past 10 years. It capturing the fragmented lives of the post-Soviet youth as they attempt to navigate their place in a world that often feels indifferent to their existence. Caught between a past they didn’t choose and a future they can’t quite envision, this generation seeks meaning in chaos, comfort in the night, and freedom in intoxication. These are the children of transition, caught between two eras, navigating the blurred lines between freedom and emptiness, rebellion and escape. Shot primarily in bars, clubs, and the hazy aftermath of long nights, these photographs are not polished or posed—they are dirty, gritty, and unapologetically real. Faces blurred by motion or alcohol, eyes red and heavy with unshed feelings, bodies slumped over in comedowns that feel like mini deaths. They reflect the emotional texture of a generation raised on instability, with no clear roadmap, only the echo of a collapsed ideology and the pressure to reinvent meaning on their own terms. These aren't glossy memories of youth—they’re fragmented, impulsive, vulnerable moments that speak of confusion, longing, and the need to feel alive.