We continue to live life
Photographer and psychologist
"A cozy green city in the south-east of Ukraine. A quiet life. A measured rhythm. The Kakhov reservoir and a dam with beaches. Huge peaches and tomatoes in the summer. An Olympic medalist in the discus throw. A monument to Khmelnytskyi. The edge of the Seven Siches. This is all we knew about himself before the war," says Olga.
"From the very first days of the war, I had no doubts whether to stay in the city. Yes, the decision came immediately: I will stay as long as possible until the tanks arrive," she recalls.
The real horror began
Until mid-summer, the city was relatively safe until the Russians launched the first shelling of Nikopol from the occupied Energodar. "The real horror began: women and children, trying to save themselves, waited for evacuation trains at the station, they did not know if they would be lucky enough to leave, or if they would come under new fire," says Olga.
What we do is out of love
"All that the enemies are capable of is to mine the dam and throw phosphorus bombs at the ferroalloy plant. But this is out of anger, out of hatred. And what we do is out of love. Because they take other people's things - because they do not value their own, but they don't give theirs - because they love. When I see this love, inspiration appears. Day and night - shelling after shelling, and within a few hours everything is fixed and functioning."