Selected Works

I am a Russian photographer, based in Hong Kong for the past seven years — a city that has become my home, my subject, and my constant source of restlessness.
My relationship with photography began long before I understood what it meant. As a child I stood beside my father in the darkroom, watching images slowly emerge from nothing in the developer tray, black and white shapes rising to the surface under red light. That moment of appearance — of something invisible becoming visible — never left me. It is still, in some form, what I am chasing every time I raise a camera.
I started on film, as one did, and carried that sensibility with me even as the world moved to digital. The patience that film demands, the commitment to a single frame, the understanding that light and time are finite — these things shaped how I see, and they still do.
I am a solitary photographer. I work quietly, slowly, alone with a place until it begins to reveal something. I am drawn to the moment where light, form and meaning arrive together — not separately, but as a single event. When that happens, and it does not always happen, the image stops being a document and becomes something closer to a feeling.
My work moves between the urban and the elemental — the charged streets of Hong Kong and the high silence of the Himalayas, the textures of a Nepali market and the vast geometries of a Russian winter. What connects them is not geography but attention: a way of looking that trusts the flow, follows instinct, and believes that the ordinary world, looked at carefully enough, is endlessly extraordinary.
Photography, for me, has always been the most direct way of saying: I was here, and this is what it felt like.
These photographs begin with people — a fisherman on a lake at dawn, a woman shaping bread with her hands, a man sitting quietly among a field of red chillies. The places change, the light changes, but the impulse remains the same: to be present in a moment that belongs to someone else, and to bring something of it back.
Rogulin’s camera moves between the intimate and the expansive — from a face caught in a doorway to a city pressing itself against the sky. What holds the work together is not geography but attention: a sustained curiosity about how people inhabit the world around them, and how the world shapes them in return.
Shot across Asia over many years, these images are quiet by nature. They do not announce themselves. They ask to be looked at slowly.