The war has changed the perception of many things for Ukrainians, and Vladyslav Riaboshtan seeks to show how this experience has altered both what he depicts and why.

When the calm flow of life shifts to survival, the next hour becomes what the word "future" now contains, and you don’t know where you’ll be tomorrow. A small sheet of paper and graphite become the tools capable of capturing the moment. The darkness of the graphite corresponds to the narrative of a diary—it’s the dust of roads, black smoke rising above houses against a hazy white sky, the mud of early spring, and the earth scarred with craters from shells.