This is my 4th international move in 3 years. My stuff is still firmly scattered across three continents. I am still out of breath. I’m kind of hoping that I will be able to catch it. I’m kind of hoping that I am done bouncing around for at least some time. It’s not too muchContinue reading “Uh, so I moved countries again, ya’ll”
Author Archives: Natalia Antonova
Beauty is the path
I had a distressing conversation the other day. It went something like this: “Man. I am bummed. I was involved in an exciting project, and now it’s over. And there are, like, hurt feelings on both sides. Bummer. Man.” “Well, considering the fact that you use your looks to get involved in most exciting projects…”Continue reading “Beauty is the path”
“And she always knows her place”
Once upon a time, I was grocery shopping at one a.m., because I rock like that. And because, well, there were actually a couple of 24-hour grocery shops near to where I live (this is all part of a great cycle of enabling – “why buy orange juice and bread after I’m done with work,Continue reading ““And she always knows her place””
Tuesday music: hand of God got me by the collar
I’m at a moment in my life right now, where it feels like anything at all is possible. I’m scared – and excited. I can’t decide whether I’m more excited than scared, or scared than excited. It’s like I’m having an internal monologue based on Owen Wilson’s lines in that little-known art-house flick, “Armageddon.” ChanContinue reading “Tuesday music: hand of God got me by the collar”
Russian adoption debacle: I don’t believe that Torry Ann Hansen acted out of desperation
Much like Tracy Clark-Flory, I was struck by the tragedy of the case of Artyom Savelyev, a 7-year-old adoptee who was put alone on a plane back to Russia. He had been adopted by Tennessee resident Torry Ann Hansen, who, in the note she left with the boy, claimed that officials at a Russian orphanageContinue reading “Russian adoption debacle: I don’t believe that Torry Ann Hansen acted out of desperation”
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