Kyivans continue in common sense between flights, blackouts and news about dead, wounded friends and missing people.The occupiers are making terror against every Ukrainian.Winter in a blackout in the midst of war.What is it?The light went out. Darkness.And the heat?Maybe there is still a connection?Do we have enough water supply?Is it for a long time?Is it an emergency, planned outage?It is not clear.This is our present, multiplied by the unknown.Surreal Hygge.Is there anything permanent in these conditions?We are.We have We. And our will.WARNING! An air alert has been announced!

Shall we go to shelter?
Morally we will.
They are playing this deadly roulette with us.
The Surreal Hygge series exists to prove in the midst of war
the warmth exsists… it is with us.
As well as the absurdity of life… when rockets are flying
overhead.
At an exceptional moments of respite, when sleep mixes
with reality, and the whole year stretches like a day... in
delirium, horrors, sleep and dreams.
The borderline between common sense and madness has
long been mixed in the abstract fragments of the initiated
“Ukrainian Guernica”.
It is likely that genuine feelings, gentle warmth, enlightened
tenderness, irresistible rage, sincere understanding are
generated precisely in Ukraine, as well as the eternal,
endless, surreal.
Oh, the light turned on!
I have to run while there is internet.
An artist in Ukraine must hurry up.
I will be on time.