The realisation that even those living in war are incapable of understanding the horror of what’s happening – because it’s impossible to live with. Literally, it’s impossible to live with. When you take a photograph, you always analyse whether or not it’s enough; does this photograph show what really happened here? But it’s impossible; the fear, the willingness to die, the courage of the brave defenders, the pain of being either an eyewitness or a victim of the Russian military are all impossible to convey. It smells different: the war smells. You walk through shell casings, through shards of homes, past kids who look like they’ve lived multiple lives. They’ve seen things that no one should see.
As a photographer, it’s freeing, because whatever you do won’t be enough.
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