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Just added my own LUT pack to the Resources section of the site. It’s a small set of looks I built for my own edits — one clean Apple Log → Rec.709 conversion and a few simple styles for different moods: warm contrast, muted tones, a strong black-and-white look, and a cooler cinematic grade. Nothing fancy, just practical LUTs that are easy to drop into a timeline and start from.

You can grab them here:

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Little bastard

I grew up and maybe not in a good way. I tried to remember what I was thinking about 10 years ago, when I was still a teenager and thought of myself as a punk. It’s strange how everything I spent so long running from eventually caught up with me, and I turned into boring adult. This video is more like a reminder to myself to remember who I really am.

E-readers

When an e-reader enters everyday life, what changes is not so much one’s relationship to literature as the architecture of the day itself. The text no longer waits for evening, for a lamp, for silence. It sits in your pocket, lightly dormant, ready to wake at a touch. The pause between “I should read” and “I am reading” disappears-and with it, the friction that once made the act deliberate. Reading stops being an event and becomes a reflex, almost a tic.

A paper book is different, and in its way, more honest. It has weight, texture, the faint smell of ink and glue. It requires light-a desk lamp or at least the mercy of daylight. To read it, you must carve out space, settle into a chair, detach yourself from the surrounding noise. There is a discipline in that inconvenience. A printed book resembles a traditional cigarette: to smoke, you step outside, feel the air, separate yourself from the flow of the day. It is an act that asks for a decision.

The e-reader operates by another logic, closer to the disposable vape. It is self-lit, self-contained, indifferent to setting. You do not have to step “into reading” or arrange a proper atmosphere. You can open a page in an elevator, on a train, in bed before sleep, in the kitchen between tasks. A brief impulse-and then back again. Dozens of such impulses accumulate over the course of a day. Reading detaches itself from time; it disperses into the margins.

The same principle has governed nicotine. Once the cigarette gave way to a device that required neither flame nor open air, consumption became nearly continuous. No longer a handful of clearly defined cigarettes, but countless small inhales, often unnoticed. Boundaries dissolved, and with them any sense of measure. Nicotine ceased to be an event and became a background condition.

It is not especially controversial to criticize electronic cigarettes for this. Convenience amplifies dependence. They erase edges, encourage frequency, transform a habit into a near-constant reflex. What presents itself as freedom is often just friction removed-and consumption intensified. But intellectual honesty demands consistency. Something similar happens with reading when it becomes frictionless. When the book is always with you, when it requires no light, no quiet, no decision-when text is available at every idle second-literature risks turning into a form of continuous intake. Five minutes here, ten there, and soon the day is saturated with pages the way it once might have been saturated with smoke. Reading becomes automatic, another strategy for filling the gaps, another way to avoid stillness.

We are conditioned to regard reading as an unqualified good, inherently elevating. But constancy is not the same as virtue. Uninterrupted reading, like uninterrupted nicotine, can dull the palate. Text becomes ambient. It regulates mood, occupies silence, smooths over discomfort. Convenience disguises compulsion. There was, perhaps, a quiet value in the limits imposed by older forms. A few cigarettes a day-bounded by weather, by space, by social constraint. An evening with a printed book under a lamp-bounded by light, by fatigue, by the natural arc of attention. Those constraints created shape; shape created measure.

Now we risk cultivating a generation of perpetual “readers,” consuming pages as mechanically as flavored vapor-rarely lingering, rarely digesting, rarely allowing the text to settle. In our effort to make everything accessible, we have made everything continuous.

Not all accessibility is benign. And it may be that a rare cigarette in the cold air, and a single deliberate evening with a paper book, preserve more clarity-and more silence-than a life spent in endless drags and endless pages.

Snowline

My last 21-st video in 2025. Some key results and reflection on what was happened during this year. I added some bloopers and tech roll in the end of the video.

I wish you a Happy New Year 2026! See you in January.

The Final Platform

Prebionist

I consider the mockumentary genre one of the coolest. I’d actually love to shoot a lot more in that spirit. From a technical standpoint, this one was an interview, and honestly, editing interviews afterward is the most boring thing I’ve done in my videos. So if I ever make fake documentaries again, I’ll choose a different format.

You can be anything you want

Inktober 2025

Oh yeah! I finally did it! I completed Inktober all the way to the end. Part of my motivation was also knowing that I’d talk about it later in a video. But there’s nothing wrong with one form of creativity pushing another one forward, right?

I also prepared a PDF where I collected all the illustrations from this month and the story I tell through the captions.

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Scent

Boo! Did I scare you? I really love Halloween and everything around it. It’s just a shame that no one around me really celebrates it. Anyway, I wanted to convey a spooky, mystical atmosphere and at the same time share something personal. This is actually a toy from my childhood that was brought to me from IKEA. And I really did sleep with it throughout my entire childhood. And right noow it’s sitting on a shelf in my room, watching me write this post.

Trust

I don’t want to be some kind of life coach or talk on my channel about planning or how to organize your life. But I decided to test a new location and a new format using this kind of material. Now the only thing left is to actually follow these rules myself and trust my innie.

I'm not okay

I experimented with liminal spaces. It was fun walking around at night and looking for angles where neither cars nor people got into the frame. Just in case — I’m actually fine, I’m just making art, lol.

Getting burned

I always have fun with the actual filming process. Running around the city like I’m very important, with a tripod, filming myself with a mug of coffee (there was no coffee in the mug actually — and where I actually drink something, I always use cola). Anyway, during the last warm days I managed to shoot this kind of short film with a meaning. I honestly like it myself.

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Last days of warmth

I came back from vacation and decided to shoot something short, just to test new approaches to filming.

The Last Waterline

Waterlines

Since late autumn 2024, I’ve been running a YouTube channel. I started posting something like a monthly video journal, where I would share what happened to me over the month, reflect on it, and set goals. I called these videos “Waterlines” - for me, they were a kind of “water level check,” a chance to step back and look at my life from the outside. Honestly, I was scared to start, and I still feel nervous in front of the camera. It’s not easy to just open up and talk about something personal. But I tried.

Not every video turned out to be meaningful. I often repeated the same thoughts and didn’t always achieve the goals I set for myself. But the process itself allowed me to grow. That’s why, in August, I filmed my last Waterline. I’m ready to keep reflecting without these videos, ready to keep growing as a creator, and I’ve reserved YouTube now for content that feels far more valuable.

Fast

The video “Fast” was, of course, inspired by GAWX’s style. I tried, for the first time, to shoot something more intentional, with voice-over narration and complex, fast-paced editing. It was genuinely fun — fun to shoot, fun to edit, and fun to watch afterward. When I finished this video, I started to wonder: could I keep doing editing this complex all the time? Probably not. As cool as it is, I’m not GAWX. And I need to have my own style.