This was the view out of the train window this morning as i rode back in to Petersburg. Everything was covered in frost and turning rosy in the morning light.
I'm currently chasing after an understanding of the enigmatic Russian soul as captured in hand-bound artist books from the avant-garde through contemporary Russia in a city built on a swamp.
Disclaimer: Although my year here in Petersburg is funded by the Fulbright committee, the views and opinions expressed in this blog are those of the author (me! Lauren) and do not necessarily correlate with or reflect the beliefs or opinions of the Fulbright Program, the US government or anyone else.
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