COUNTRYLESS III

Stories of those who moved to Kazahstan from Russia after February 2022. Part III.
So how did I start this project? 
Autumn 2022. With a bunch of personal problems, I am flying to Astana from Munich. Meanwhile, the Russian “special operation” has lasted for more than half a year and definitely won’t end tomorrow (in the beginning, they said it would be a month-long thing). And this is making me feel lost and powerless. I am a small person who cannot change the course of the game.
5000 km away from a place that I recently started to call home. I am trying to believe in this number, but how is it possible? Although during the last year, so many absurd things have happened, so it’s getting harder and harder to understand the border between reality and a nightmare. Harder and harder to stay sane.
And so far away, I found people who felt the same. Who were pushed to move to another country, when most of them didn’t plan this.
I moved to Germany five years ago, and I actually don’t know why I decided to leave my country. I gave different reasons to different people; part of me just wanted to escape, and I was unsure what I wanted. But the truth is, there was something in the air. It was hard to breathe in Russia; it just got much worse. I had my problems in Germany, and I had moments of regret and guilt (I am another person who has left and is not trying to change the situation in Russia from the inside), but in general,  I am grateful that this country accepted me.

Almaty

I am in the middle of nowhere: all I can see from the window of the train are endless fields and the sky. It feels like the sea of soil; these little hills are the waves. I haven’t been so calm for a while, I could simply look at this for hours. I am falling asleep to the sound of the rumbling wheels. 15 hours, Almaty-Astana long distance train. I am crossing the country from the south to the north. 6 a.m. Cold. In Almaty it was warm- Spring – and in Astana I see the melting snow. Almaty had no wind but trees and mountains, here it’s the other way around. Welcome to the steppe. 
Kazakhstan is a peculiar place. The land of nomads is huge, with quite a few places not suitable for living, and people from the south and the north of it are pretty different. It’s kind of similar to the places I’ve been before but not completely. Astana looks like a typical megapolis. But it’s something else. It’s Asia.
On one hand, it looks much more futuristic in comparison to Europe; on the other hand, the quality of life could be better. Most of the services are digital, cash is basically no longer in use – even the street musicians and beggars ask for transfers. I had a feeling that of being observed; there is much more surveillance than in Europe. But apparently people don’t seem to care. After a while living like this becomes pretty easy, but getting used to it takes a while.  

Astana

The  state language in Kazakhstan is Kazakh (Turkic language family), although most of the country speaks Russian as well. Kazakhstan and Russia are strongly connected, but the cultures of the two countries are very different. Historically, Russia has had both positive and negative influences on Kazakhstan. I was interested in what Kazakh people actually think about Russians coming to their country. Get away or welcome? So this time I talked not only to Russian immigrants but to some locals to better understand their feelings about the current situation.

Astana-Almaty, March 2023.
Camera: Zenit E
Film: Kodak Portra 160, JCH Streetpan 400

Part I

Part II