Karaim Cemetery 2001

Arsen Savadov's photograph captures a Karaim Cemetery, and what strikes me first is the stillness. The palette is all muted greys, browns, and blacks, so the colour story feels less about individual colours and more about the kind of light that makes you want to curl up inside. The textures jump out – weathered stone, fallen leaves, decaying wood – like a feast for the fingertips. Look at how the light catches the carved inscriptions on those leaning headstones; it’s a dance between legibility and abstraction. Notice the fallen tree, hollowed out and covered in leaves, it's like a symbol of time's relentless march. Savadov creates a space for contemplation, reminding me of Caspar David Friedrich, where nature’s grandeur meets human fragility. It's a reminder that art, like life, is an ongoing conversation, embracing mystery and inviting endless interpretations.