MOSCOW DOES NOT BELIEVE IN TEARS	Moscow is a secret, charming, lyrical as well as rough capital; a ten-million city, in which an individual disappears in the multitude of nations. One would have difficulties in finding solitariness or tranquillity. For all stereotypes, the photographer displays images portraying practically no people; maybe a lonely figure here and there, merging with the background. Her capital seems abandoned, even fantastic, as if after some galactic catastrophe. A real »urban desert«! The photographs function as excerpts taken from a surreal film. Their ramshackle, displaced, manipulative, mirrored perspectives evoke various feelings in observers. In a way, her stories are real, and in a way blurred, dim, dizzy and dream-like. The emphasis is on cold, metal colours, grey, black, greyish blue, dirty green. These notes from Moscow carry with them a touch of the metaphysical de Chirico and the silence of master Magritte. Urša Pajk