Life, death and pomegranate therapy

If times are not good, it may be a good time to eat a pomegranate. Not only is that thing rich in iron, when in the process of devouring it, you may begin to understand why it’s symbolic of spring. I don’t believe that there is a “proper” way to eat a pomegranate – justContinue reading “Life, death and pomegranate therapy”

Rest in peace, Anna

Playwright Anna Yablonskaya is among the dead at Moscow’s Domodedovo airport today. We heard it from her family. This photo of Anna was taken by my husband a few years ago – back when he wasn’t my husband. As you can see, Anna was very beautiful. She left behind her husband – and a littleContinue reading “Rest in peace, Anna”

So I got married over the weekend

And here’s my favourite fuzzy iPhone photo from the reception, held at that den of vice known as Teatr.doc, perhaps one of Moscow’s most controversial and interesting theaters: Photo courtesy of Igor Stam – terrific actor and well-known hurler of bottles. Thankfully, no bottles were hurled on this occasion. I wore jewelry that belonged toContinue reading “So I got married over the weekend”

Monster in the mirror: insecurity over looks is not awesome, and shouldn’t be required

“At least you guys can wear halters. I’ve got man-shoulders.” – Regina George. “Mean Girls.” That’s me at 13, backstage at the student theater. Looking at this photo 13 years later, I’m struck by how pretty I look. I was a pretty girl. I didn’t know it. In fact, every single time I looked inContinue reading “Monster in the mirror: insecurity over looks is not awesome, and shouldn’t be required”

Khodorkovsky: “two wrongs don’t make a right”

I am too busy enjoying Kiev to really be in the mood to blog about the trial of Mikhail Khodorkovsky and Platon Lebedev, but I did want to say a couple of things I don’t believe that Mikhail Khodorkovsky is “the Russian Nelson Mandela.” I think this categorization is ridiculous. I like what a colleagueContinue reading “Khodorkovsky: “two wrongs don’t make a right””