Triptych to the Russian warship.

On February 24, I experienced monstrous disappointment and resentment. Alas, what began in 2014 has borne fruit, poisonous, full of pain and suffering. Many did not believe in it until the very end, denied what was happening, hoping that all this was a misunderstanding, a bad dream. But bombs are falling on my city, and Ukrainian air defenses regularly shoot down enemy missiles.
It pains me to think what the future holds for us. Even under the most optimistic scenario, war is the strongest blow to the economy. No one will solve our problems for us, it is up to us to clear the rubble and rebuild the ruins. In the meantime, it remains to fasten and follow the news, and since I finally got to the laptop, and we still have electricity and wi-fi (which I am incredibly happy about), I will put my thoughts on public display. And also to create, since I can at least afford it.