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October 22, 2017 / 22:51
More than 11 months ago
When we were kids, the time run slower…
No mention, the grass was grinner, the cotton softer :)
where to buy the scarves MY SHOP
videographer: Polina Lyubanovskaya — Poli Movie
where to buy the scarves MY SHOP
videographer: Polina Lyubanovskaya — Poli Movie
October 7, 2015 / 09:18
More than 2 years ago
Monsters! Monsters! Monsters!
My masterclass at «Family Paint» had great success! Kids and parents made many funny monsters!
cool monsters made in my workshop
cool monsters made in my workshop
September 29, 2015 / 14:05
More than 2 years ago
Family Paint master class
dear friends! I’ve prepared a master-class «Little Monsters’ Garden» for the upcoming Tel Aviv event «Family Paint» 30/9-3/10 — where you can make your own creatures from old book papers and parts of my paintings. Hope to see you there — with kids!
August 27, 2015 / 01:23
More than 3 years ago
Just a summer day in our garden
short movie with me and my kids, by cool video photographer Polina Lyubanovskaya
What we can’t see in that movie, is how my son in the very beginning fell down from the stairs and, therefore, had a black eye and was grumpy :-(
What we can’t see in that movie, is how my son in the very beginning fell down from the stairs and, therefore, had a black eye and was grumpy :-(
February 22, 2015 / 00:41
More than 3 years ago
all the same, minus grandma
My grandma died. No, it didn’t happen today or yesterday, but a few months ago, and this is for the first time I can put it in words and write it down. When I write down things, here or elsewhere, I have a feeling that I make them a part of my personal history. Unlike memories in my mind, that can just disappear or change.
My grandma’s name was Izabella Usviatsova. This is her at the right side, first row, followed by photos of my mum, me, and then my three children in the bottom row.
It feels sometimes so strange, like I am one of her big notebooks, that she was filling up with texts, useful information and lists. I am as well full with useful information she gave me, with her stories, emotions, ideas, hugs, sweets, books, values. I still love her so much, but this love is now really useless.
October 20, 2014 / 00:04
More than 3 years ago
Finding little treasures in big museums
Last week I had a birthday, and as a present got from my mum a room in a little hotel near Jerusalem. In the morning we planned to go swimming in the hotel’s pool, but then I discovered that I forgot the swimming suits, so we decided to go to the Art Museum instead. Every time I visit there, I hurry up to regional crafts parts. It is full of inspiration, design ideas, strange creatures, old legends — everything I love so much.
little treasures of Jerusalem Museum
little treasures of Jerusalem Museum
October 4, 2014 / 00:00
More than 3 years ago
Can artist have a normal life?
My son is one year old. Here is he, standing next to his sisters in the zoo, looking at the hippo:
If you can’t see where hippo is, so this is the close up:
When I had only one child I went to a shrink. Once we started to talk about artists and their lives. I mentioned how it is usually a bohemian lifestyle, alcohol, drugs and madness. She didn’t agree, saying it is a dangerous idea, and lifestyle can be anything you want it to become. As an example, she mentioned Rembrandt, who had a loving family, big house and a lot of clients. I went home and read Rembrandt’s biography. Which is finishes with: «…As often happens in the history of art, in spite of his brilliant talent, Rembrandt died in poverty and loneliness, forgotten, useless master.»
I am, of course, not Rembrandt, but wondering, if one can become a really great artist without paying the price of madness, drugs, alcohol, disappointment in the end.
If you can’t see where hippo is, so this is the close up:
When I had only one child I went to a shrink. Once we started to talk about artists and their lives. I mentioned how it is usually a bohemian lifestyle, alcohol, drugs and madness. She didn’t agree, saying it is a dangerous idea, and lifestyle can be anything you want it to become. As an example, she mentioned Rembrandt, who had a loving family, big house and a lot of clients. I went home and read Rembrandt’s biography. Which is finishes with: «…As often happens in the history of art, in spite of his brilliant talent, Rembrandt died in poverty and loneliness, forgotten, useless master.»
I am, of course, not Rembrandt, but wondering, if one can become a really great artist without paying the price of madness, drugs, alcohol, disappointment in the end.
August 23, 2014 / 21:36
More than 4 years ago
I think, I can do anything with one hand :-)
Breastfeeding while drawing. Drawing while breastfeeding.
May 14, 2014 / 14:33
More than 4 years ago
Romy and God
My daughter Romy expounded yesterday her theological theory:
— God, he is not only in the sky. He is inside us. For example, inside Itay there is a Very Little God. Inside daddy there is a Big God. Inside me? Inside me there is an Average God. And inside grandpa there is an Old God.
I remember, in her age Michelle explained me her theory:
— God is a Moon. He is watching us from the sky, and these who don’t behave, he puts in car accidents.
May 4, 2014 / 02:31
More than 4 years ago
New toy
I asked the girls this morning to take care of Itay, so I could sleep a little bit longer. So they did, and even documented it with my phone:
September 25, 2013 / 16:16
More than 4 years ago
Playing with painted stones
Sometimes I make games and toys for my girls. I like to give them some «tools with no rules» and to see what kind of games they create themselves. A few days ago we collected together little stones on the beach, and I painted on them faces, houses, fruits, flowers, etc. It took me two evenings. Today, while we were in a coffee shop I presented the girls a tin jar with these stones:
First, they spread them on the table, to observe all the pieces:
then distributed the stones into a different groups:
more photos
First, they spread them on the table, to observe all the pieces:
then distributed the stones into a different groups:
more photos
June 16, 2013 / 13:28
More than 5 years ago
Afrodita exhibition photos
As I take my girls to all the openings, they already know how to entertain themselves :)
amazing doll made by Singapore fashion artist Jinlee:
few more photos
amazing doll made by Singapore fashion artist Jinlee:
few more photos
June 7, 2013 / 17:04
More than 5 years ago
Double Mishmish
My daughter Michelle now is reading Erich Kastner’s book «Lottie and Lisa», about twin girls who were separated at birth and met by chance at summer camp. Today we made a very fun photosession, to make Michelle look like twins.
more photos of «double Michelle»
more photos of «double Michelle»
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