I met Nastya in the spring of 2014, she came to me to shoot in the studio, she wanted to make portraits for herself. Even then I felt that I was undoubtedly an extraordinary person, multifaceted. In all its appearance, there was a force that seemed to doze in her, but had not yet been manifested. At the same time, there was some kind of internal conflict in it. Disconnected, proud, cold and very vulnerable. But just a few months after our acquaintance in the same year, 2014, a meeting took place, a sharp change in her life and worldview. Meeting with the horse Batyr.
