Oleksandr, 32, a freelance photographer, sits in his kitchen on the right bank of the Dnieper River in Kiev, Ukraine on April 7, 2014. Oleskandr was shot in the leg on February 18, 2014 while he was working on Khreschatyk Street by a bus stop in front of the Trade Unions building; he was wearing a neon orange vest that clearly marked him as press at the time.
"For me, I am lucky it was not so serious. The bullet only hit me in the leg and went through. I was lucky that the bullet did not go through the bone, only the muscles. I went to see friends [for treatment] instead of the public hospital because I am a freelancer and I don't have this big media to support me. I tried to go to Maidan every day. A few times I was photographing there when there were not so many photographers there. I sold pictures to Reuters and AP. Of course I support the protesters 100 percent but I wasn't making molotov cocktails because I didn't want to compromise myself because I am a journalist. Of course I don't know who shot me but it was definitely not the protesters. I don't think I was shot to be killed, just to make me leave there. If there was no Russia here like an older brother, I hope everything would be ok. I want stability and wealth, like Yanuovych's posters advertised [joking], only I want this to be true."