From the series “My Place”, 2011-2013
Photography
A3, A4
On December 26, 1991, the Supreme Council sealed a decision that ended an empire. The Soviet Union collapsed, and its fifteen republics – Georgia among them – stepped into independence, uncertain and unprepared, but finally alone with their future. From this rupture, a new generation emerged. They were born in the fading years of the Soviet Union, but raised in an independent Georgia – a country still learning its own name. They carry no clear memory of the past system, yet they live among its shadows: concrete blocks, inherited fears, unfinished conversations. They stand at the crossroads of two centuries, suspended between what was promised and what never arrived.
This generation grows up pushing against invisible walls. An environment that tells them who they should be, how far they may go, and when to stop. They resist quietly and loudly at the same time – through thoughts, through words, through refusal. Their struggle is not always visible, but it is constant.
They are searching for freedom—not the kind written into constitutions, but real freedom. The freedom to choose, to speak, to fail, to become. Much of this search happens behind closed doors, in their own rooms, where they talk to themselves, question everything, and rebuild identity from fragments.
This is a generation born after the collapse, but living through its consequences. A generation that does not inherit certainty, only the responsibility to define what comes next. I decide to come back to them every 15 years and see how the lives of my main characters will change. Upcoming 2026-2028…