November 8, 2009 my second daughter Romy was born. So, right now I took a vacation of couple of months, staying home, holding in my hands «my new project». The time started to run slowly around me, it’s quite an unusual feeling.

many photos from the opening

some photos are by me some by Ian Mitchell
many-many photos of amazing street-art of Berlin and us

recently I came back from Berlin, I went there with a colleague-designer Ian to a Pictoplasma conference «Prepare for Pictopia», and also to meet my friend Karin. The even was very interesting and good organized, but unfortunately I’ve discovered that many of great illustrators and artists are not very good speakers, some are not even able to make 5 minutes presentation without their public falling asleep.



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yesterday I had guests :)



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Recently my friend Karin (who lives in Berlin) and I met in Moscow. Last time I’ve been to Moscow I was twelve, and could only remember a very tasty ice-cream I ate on Exhibition Grounds, and that my cousin Sasha, whose room I occupied during that visit, had a very cool kind of calculator, which could generate mathematical exercises as a game. This time I had definitely more memories. This city is beautiful, sexy, intriguing, but also cruel, clinical and very cold in every respect.

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In July in Israel the sea is really full of jelly-fish, which makes it quite dangerous to swim. But anyway, we spent today a beautiful day on a wild beach, along with this strange creature (and some nudists).



more photos of me, Michelle and the jelly-fish

Michelle was sure she was a princess, but it was only a Shavuot dress. All the kids in her kindergarten were dressed in white and had little baskets with fruits and cheeses.
Shavuot, jewish holiday of the first harvest.

Today is a celebration of Lag baOmer, a Jewish holiday when in the evening kids (and not only) light bonfires everywhere. Just next to my house they lit it so good, that it put on fire the whole waste ground! 8-0

Here is the opening of my exhibition in Shanghai, in beautiful gallery 1918, the Villa.



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Yesterday I had a lesson, the subject was preferences, «I like», «I don’t like», «I’m good in» etc.
So I asked Yukiko, how to say «I love you» in Japanese. I asked it before, but didn’t remember what she said, and that’s why:
 — We don’t say «I love you», — she said, — we use only «I like you». «I love you» is old-fashion. Nobody uses it, except of old people. Or soap-operas on TV. It’s an exaggeration.

I was puzzled.

 — But if you want to tell somebody that you love him, what do you say?
 — «I like you». Or «I like you a lot».
 — Using the same verb as you say «I like this book»?
 — Yes.
 — Hm, but, Yukiko… How do you distinguish in Japanese someone you only like and someone you really love?
 — You can tell him: «I want to take care of you, please, come to live with me».
 — Hehe! And what happened to all the vocabulary for relationship between «I like you» and «Come to live with me»? And if you don’t have a place to live together? How you express love?
 — Lena, — said Yukiko, — in Japan we don’t talk about love, because it’s something expressed with actions. The other side has to feel it from you. If he needs words from you, you’re doing something wrong.

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wow.

Last Purim, a happy holiday in Israel when everybody dresses up with costumes, my daughter was a Little Red Hood (I think she has started a new fashion in Tel Aviv, most of the girls were dressed as queen Esther or Fairy, or Princess):



and I was hm… I don’t know, a Queen of Ugly Monkeys, perhaps :)

and Michelle jumps like a little goat from stone to stone