
At one point, Shabourov’s artist ended up in a plenary in Kathmandu, Nepal’s capital. Everything is blooming and smelling, and the holy cows are lying on the road. I don’t want to do anything unnatural. And Shabourov’s artist came up with this project: on his way from Kathmandu to Lumbini, to Buddha Shakyamuni’s homeland, he lay in the middle of the road in a parinirvana position and asked some random acquaintances to take a picture of him.


