Good afternoon, dear readers! I am a designer. Design teacher. Expressive means for me are not a word, an aphorism, a metaphor, but a point, a spot, a tone, a color. Therefore, the works that will appear before you are not events, but emotions from events. I do not claim the reliability of the facts and clarity of presentation. My goal is different - based on the memory of history, to convey to everyone who reads that war is not dates on a calendar, that our contemporaries and personalities who once lived are not a set of letters on a sheet of paper... And what you personally and your family has passed through the tragedy of the Second World War, the nightmare of Afghanistan and the horror of Chechnya or the events of the past... does not give you the right to brush aside these dates. Behind every quiet day of ours there is a life, and we cannot know for sure whether this is the life of a boy who was not yet twenty. The collection of my works is entitled with the sad and capacious phrase “SashAshaS. Forgotten”, let's talk about them today? Contains obscene language.