A white raven, revered as a celestial guide and symbol of life. Preparing to soar to a destination guided by the gentle white raven, the creature carries provisions for the journey, its demeanor serene as if preparing for a divine mission. The sight of Moscow, framed between branches like Christmas blessings descending, encapsulates beauty akin to an enchanting winter wonderland.

Result #1

A white raven, revered as a celestial guide and symbol of life. Preparing to soar to a destination guided by the gentle white raven, the creature carries provisions for the journey, its demeanor serene as if preparing for a divine mission. The sight of Moscow, framed between branches like Christmas blessings descending, encapsulates beauty akin to an enchanting winter wonderland.

Result #2

A white raven, revered as a celestial guide and symbol of life. Preparing to soar to a destination guided by the gentle white raven, the creature carries provisions for the journey, its demeanor serene as if preparing for a divine mission. The sight of Moscow, framed between branches like Christmas blessings descending, encapsulates beauty akin to an enchanting winter wonderland. There is a fine line between happy and unhappy, happy and sad. In a sense, this is the essence of life. A life without pain, without death. The fall of Communism is not a sad, unceremonious event, but an ongoing struggle against the forces of evil. The Soviet Union has been on the run for the past four years, and the time is now. The destruction of the Soviet Union is the result of the forces of good, the forces of the Soviet People's Republic. The forces of the East and West must be fought out in order to create a new society.In the early 80s, the Soviet Union used to deny the existence of a single world; today, the world is spread out and interconnected. The world is a vast and wondrous place, a vast and marvelous place, a wondrous place that is a marvel to behold. The world is not a single, perfect, objective reality; in fact, it is a continual, always-changing, cosmic process. A universal journey—a journey to a new, spiritual place—is a means to a new, spiritual reality. This is what the slogan of the Soviet Union, Eternal Revolution, 1966, meant. It is a song of hope and hopelessness, a hymn of joy and hopelessness, an anthem of hope and hopelessness, a lament of the collapse of the USSR.This time the world is no more than a matter of chance. The moment of our triumph is not the moment of our defeat, but the moment of the triumph of chance. The revolution of the first six months of the new year, the revolution of the first six months of the new year, the revolution of the first six months of the new year, is the time of our rebirth.

Result #3

A white raven, revered as a celestial guide and symbol of life. Preparing to soar to a destination guided by the gentle white raven, the creature carries provisions for the journey, its demeanor serene as if preparing for a divine mission. The sight of Moscow, framed between branches like Christmas blessings descending, encapsulates beauty akin to an enchanting winter wonderland. The Russians love the way they can make themselves feel good by turning up in the winter, while the French love the way they can make their bodies feel cold and stiff. The Russians have long been fascinated with the way they can take a good, cold moment and turn it into a good, hot moment, a time of life that is full of hope.The Russian winter, they say, is a time of spiritual and intellectual life, of the spiritual and intellectual life of the world, in which everything is beautiful, including the present. The French winter is a time of spiritual and intellectual life, of the spiritual and intellectual life of the world, in which everything is beautiful, including the present. The Russian winter, they say, is a time of physical and intellectual life, of the physical and intellectual life of the world, in which everything is cold and stiff. In the spirit of this spirit, let us have the winter of our lives!—Thomas Mann, 1822, and the famous slogan of the Russian Revolution, immortalized in the second draft of the Russian Constitution.In recent years, the winter of our lives has taken on a new meaning. It is a time of existential crisis, one that is not only physical but spiritual, as the Russian poet, writer, and writer Iulian Nechvatal wrote in his 1820 diary, Winter in Russian. . . . The current season is an age of spiritual and intellectual darkness. This is the Russian spirit, Nechvatal wrote. With the introduction of the new year, the world has become a dark, gloomy, and disquieting place. The spirit of spiritual and intellectual darkness has been embodied in the Russian spirit, Nechvatal wrote, and so has the spirit of the winter of the year of our birth.

Result #4

These last words are the only text that is missing from the catalogue, evoking the absence of a world beyond the earth. On the wall behind this text hangs a photograph of a balding man looking at the sunlit sky, his face hidden by a cactus. The images are of a nondescript, world that is not ours, and for which we must prepare ourselves.

Result #5

A white raven, revered as a celestial guide and symbol of life. Preparing to soar to a destination guided by the gentle white raven, the creature carries provisions for the journey, its demeanor serene as if preparing for a divine mission. The sight of Moscow, framed between branches like Christmas blessings descending, encapsulates beauty akin to an enchanting winter wonderland. odies of Moscow, with a contemporary dress that recalls the motifs of German kitsch. The cityscape, a mazelike gray, appears to have been made up of an assortment of grids and circles. The images are punctuated with a single tear, a handprint, a tooth, and a piece of string. The colorful panes and squares are drawn in the same style as the buildings in the picture, but are painted in a more muted, almost unidentifiable, hues. The dramatic lighting, which combines with the dark shadows and diffused light, highlights the illusion of depth. The cityscape is filled with a vast array of ethnic and cultural objects that recall the rich pasts of the citys past. And the urban lights, which are almost as bright as those of the red-light district, illuminate the citys storefronts, where the shadows are even more dazzling. All these elements combine to create a dazzling, highly mobile space.The title of the show, Duma, may allude to the miracle of childbirth, a birth that is both miraculous and miraculous in a different sense.