a breathless world

In an attempt to recreate the past we create the illusion that we control our present. And therefor future. Whereas in reality it is a rather dark view of an irrevocably damaged nature born out of a human longing to find meaning with and within the natural world. It is a manmade way of staving off the inevitable. Of holding onto the past and trying to reconnect to memory. Nowhere is this more poignant than in the museum of Natural History in Aralsk, a former Soviet fishing port. The poor state of the museum is in a rather odd way a fitting reflection of the ecological disaster that has troubled this region for the past five decades.