Igor Samolet

Breakfast for Artyom

These photos became part of the relationship with my nephew Artyom. Brought up in the age of neural networks, Artyom is captivated by anything bright and short, before his gaze is riveted once again to the flickering screen. I devised situations in which physical interaction with the environment helps acquire a new emotional experience, without a screen. In simple terms this is called playing, although ultimately it turned into a crusade against Fixiki, Superman and Cars where I had to be more interesting and funnier than they were. Sometimes it worked.