Director Anastasia Patlay took this picture of us at a party celebrating ten years since the creation of Moscow’s Teatr.doc (which is a whole separate story, when you think about it – the role that this theater has played in both of our lives is just weird to contemplate. Weird, but awesome as well. It’sContinue reading “An observation through the general haze”
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I’m a stereotypical yuppie parent
Despite being broke and living in the jungles of Novogireyevo. Lev and I listen to the Marriage of Figaro on Saturday mornings. At night, I can leave Lev with daddy and go trudging through the snow. The soldiers outside the barracks near the ponds still offer me their cigarettes. Nikolay Khomeriki still tells me allContinue reading “I’m a stereotypical yuppie parent”
My love bought me white chrysanthemums
I put them in a crystal jug. The jug used to belong to my great-grandmother, who was a revolutionary, but also loved flowers. And white flowers in this time of year are a bit like inviting winter indoors – but asking it to wipe its feet and to generally act civilized.
Possibly my two favourite photos from the year 2011
One: And two: Happy New Year, guys! Let’s hope it’s a good one, etc.
When we was fab
Even after living for just a year and a half in a given city, certain places begin to accumulate memories. Good or bad, the memories are like barnacles – which is to say that they endure, remaining prominent in your mind until new ones calcify on top. “Now, the Moskvoretsky Bridge…” I said to my brother-in-lawContinue reading “When we was fab”
Natalia A. 