November 10, 2004
Art
It’s quite strange where artistic inspiration emanates from, and in my case it is a tiny charcoal portrait of my young mother, which was drawn somewhere in the Soviet Union when she was a teenager. This little discarded portrait laid in our family albums for decades untouched, until one random day, I picked it up [...]
December 10, 2002
Art
A very dear childhood friend of mine had a thing for words and poetry, which I encouraged and supported, pushing him towards writing while I critiqued and provided pointers. And for a couple of teenagers, this pursuit was nothing short of a major accomplishment! Two years later, and 34 poems in, I offered to design [...]
