Sometimes, when I stroll through the city, a strange sensation arises that there is something beyond the next turn. This "something" beckons me to continue on in search of something elusive, something I can't even comprehend. I move without haste, without a specific destination, uncovering patterns or anomalies within the urban environment. Using a camera, I record the experiences I encounter, capturing certain impressions of the city on photographs. I stride onward... Eventually, these captured images form a unique archive-constructor of impressions, through which I can construct an image of a rather whimsical city or a place that predominantly exists only in imagination. These images are not united by any specific theme or idea, as is often the case nowadays. Here, I am primarily referring to the joy (a particular state that can be achieved) that photography gifts me through observing the world around me.