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I'll Soon Be Seeing You: Pripyat, Ukraine (The Dead City)


Welcome to the I'll Soon Be Seeing You series, inspired by the Cat Stevens song Katmandu and the talented atmosphere of photographers across the globe. We as creative spirits - writers, filmmakers, artists and consumers of stories - find inspiration in various settings. Laini Taylor found Prague, Leigh Bardugo found Russia - there's London, Paris, New York, Tokyo. So I'll be exploring a range of landscapes, both conventional and not so much, to give you some ideas about your settings. 



Припять, Украина (Pripyat, Ukraine)

April 26, 1986: an accident at a nuclear power plant destroyed one of the USSR's young and prosperous cities. Life does exist, but in a different form - in graffiti. Photographer Alex Cheban visited the city a few years ago, and today's inspiration set are some of his photos (and here there are more).










And, ladies and gents, a video!



So guys, what do you think of Pripyat? What's a place you've been Googling lately for inspiration?

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  1. Very cool. It's kinda like Chernobyl.
    Love the new template too. (:

    Jo
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  2. Those photographs are hauntingly tragic. What stories they tell.

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