Portraits of Maidan revolution
It’s twenty degrees celsius below zero, but the glorious Ukrainian heroes don’t give a fuck about the cold. They are standing here for two months already, and it doesn’t seem that they are willing to move. Their spirits are greedy for freedom, and the possibility to point the ‘f’ finger directly to heart of the rotting power keeps them warm, more than any bonfire.
These are not radicals, not the supporters of any kind of ideology, not a political brand, but rather the living ecology of resistance itself.