We went for a walk on the river today in Arkhangelsk, and I just had to employ one of my favourite tricks as we followed the ski tracks towards the sun.
A very Russian looking couple on a bus in Arkhangelsk, and the ever-present ghost of Lenin. Looks like the sharp-eyed lady spotted me, too.
Who could resist this juxtaposition?
Arkhangelsk is built along a river, frozen at the moment, and standing on bank of the Dvina, it’s impossible not to be impressed by the endless white.
Arkhangelsk was very white on the day I arrived, above and below, and I couldn’t resist overexposing this slightly crumbling church until it almost disappeared.
He did great things for sure, but the cost was pretty damned high. Here, looking sceptical in the Museum of Russian Art in St. Petersburg.
The best thing about travelling around teaching Buddhism, other than sharing inspiration with new friends, is meeting those new friends. Masha in St. Petersburg was definitely a lively, funny, joy to meet.
And yes, it’s been quite a while since I posted. Just haven’t been too inspired I suppose. But I’m travelling around western Russia at the moment, and it’s hard to not be inspired, so expect a few new posts over the next few days.
Despite the title, I’m no great fan of churches. They seem to me like a great deal of expense and effort, for the glory of a non-existent guy in the sky. But I’m totally in love with stained glass windows, like this one in the Prague cathedral, and their stunning colours.
Just some colours that caught my eye on the street in Prague.
The Sedlec Ossuary is a church in Kutná Hora, decorated with the bones of 40,000 people. According to legend a half blind monk arranged the bones in the 15th century, and regained his eyesight as soon as he finished.