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hello!!

i’m so sorry i havent been here lately

not much crafting and drawing going on right now sadly

BUT

lots of helping other people IS going on which is my all time favorite hobby
(i know it sound quite weird¬†and kinda…emm,…not modest and cheesy, but whatever, it’s the best i can do with my knowledge of english i guess)

lots of giving away stuff i dont need but smbdy esle does is happening too

i kinda got in the mood of this and just cant stop decluttering!! ūüôā

and! i met some nice people on the way which is always a bonus

here’s some pics from my workplace, a local national theater (where i’m still surprised to find myself making a humble living as a dresser), for your¬†viewing pleasure

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before the show selfie

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props, props ..and some more props

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the stage looks kinda bleak but looks better from the audience seats

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backstage. the kind of chaos that strangely feels like home

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ahoy there

lots of stuff is going on right now

not sure how to put it all in words. not sure if i should at all bother…

well lets start and then see how it goes

the war, people. the war is real.  the air raid sirens are real. the mortar rockets are real.

my ever strengthening faith is real too. the faith in evil.

the ninth month of my pregnancy is real.  the kicks and pushes to my insides are real.

isn’t that weird…

 

part of my man’s colleagues are recruited so he works double shifts now. ¬†which is hard.

even though, we slowly prep and organise our flat, and do a ton of crafting, fixing, organising progects. which is awesome.

as for the couple-quality-time – it’s long gone. ¬†that’s why i so smartly use the air-raid-sirens-hiding-in-the-bathroom-time as an extra hugging-time.

(officially we should be going¬†to the¬†staircase or a basement every time but we don’t)

 

other things i’m up to:

cooking efforts still going strong. kinda.

redoing and upcycling some of our furniture, all found on the streets or been given by friends and coworkers still going strong.

drawing…. going pretty weak… ¬† ūüôā

here’s another sketch for my dad’s poem about an old sailor,¬†where he tells picturesque stories about his adventures to kids

 

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p.s. ¬† people had been really amasing and just won’t stop giving me all sorts of baby stuff. loads of it. i love it. ¬†i love that it’s all second hand. love that it’s¬†eco-friendly¬†cause i don’t buy anything. love that it’s free. love that people i barely know care enough to do that. and i have so much of everything now i might start regretting i don’t have twins or something. ¬†i was thinking when the time comes and i don’t need these things anymore i’d pass it to new emigrant single mothers or something. ¬†russians are always so confused and smitten when someone is nice to them just because. ¬†sad really.

p.p.s. latest film recommendation – ‘boyhood’. ¬†haven’t seen it myself yet but looks like something extraordinary!

 

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my dad’s poem about a sea dog (wolf)

 

so my dad’s a poet. a children’s poet. writing in russian and living there.
he asked me to try to illustrate a couple of his older poems, both sea themed.

although my drawing skills r a bit rusty by now i started straight away. well, not straight away cause i did this before.

note: in russian a sea dog (an old experienced sailor) is called a sea wolf, so this whole poem is based on a play between the words wolf (animal) vs. a sea wolf (person)

and the poem goes like this:

i’ve heard lots of stories

but this one is weirder than most

a peculiar wolf lives in a seacoast village

never saw a rabbit

but often times whales and sharks

he swims crawl and breaststroke

otherwise he’d drown

and it’s not spooky to meet him on the street at night

since its known

that the wolf is completely tamed

he hangs out with a couple of monkeys

and his cap is askew

a bunch of boys running after him all day

is his tail

(be warned: translation mine, rough, lousy and not precise, but the main metaphors are all there)

that’s the half of the poem¬†that u see on the sketches and there’s another half i don’t have sketches for yet

the cookies are my take on¬†nigel slater‘s ¬†festive chocolate flapjacks

i think i like the guy and his easy recipies being¬†a girl who grew up in a family where the mother didn’t cook (AT ALL) and the father cooked just really basic stuff (since he had to). i like how he talks about cooking as an expression of sympathy and appreciation. of love really. i think it puts me in a right mindset and keeps me motivated. most of the time.

and¬†this is what i baked last weekend, a beer bread: bottle of beer flour salt some sugar, that’s it. so easy to make i almost didn’t believe the outcome would be good. but it was.

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beer bread. if i can do it and it’s edible – anyone can!

 

 

and lastly a photo of me at work for your viewing pleasure.

love location photos. or should i call it¬†environment or setting photos, i don’t know.

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yours truly backstage

 

i work in props and costumes department of a local national theatre, remember?

 

until next time,

be well and exercise,

me

 

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i drew this the other day

it has no title

it has one working title but it’s in russian and i failed to translate it to hebrew or english.

what do people exclaim before starting a journey? not ‘go ahead’, not ‘forward!’, right? i delved a little in google translator and came up with nothing.

rather surprisingly the drawing seems to have stricken the fancy of my facebook-illustration-group pals (the group is not mine, there are couple of hundreds of other illustrators and wannabes there)

i’m curious what they see in it/how they interpret it.

this time i tried a different approach and new technique.
because my will power is rather absent and because i tend to act all perfectionist in the wrong places, i get cold legs and don’t finish stuff.
but i have to work with what i have right? so i thought about a theme and a mixed technique that would be quick undemanding yet suited to my artistic needs.
it’s an acrylic background with graphite pencil, color pencils and wax caran d’ache water-soluble pastels on top. all in all rather easy and unthreatening, so while working on it i didn’t loose the right mood and the motivation, which is nice.

p.s. ¬†middle eastern wabi sabi….what day is it today? right, sunday:

p.p.s. i went out shopping the other day in downtown. i needed a few small things from different local shops. it was tough but i toughed it out.

i said: ‘no, i don’t need a plastic bag, thank you’ maybe 7 times ( and indeed i didn’t need one, i had my backpack with me) the most common reaction to this being the ‘i don’t get it’ look followed by a plastic bag being pushed into my hands.
we are falling a little behind in all this environmental awareness thing. or rather, way way way behind, on so many levels…

well…just a thought.

take care

(and don’t take a plastic bag if you don’t need one.

and you don’t)

UPDATE: ¬† i’ve got the title, it’s ¬†– ¬† ¬†‘off i go’

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another big crafting project out of my system. what a relief!

it lives on a wall in my crafting/drawing/everything room and i love it.

all materials recycled (good job, aida. and also, you really have loads of¬†unnecessary crap at your home, don’t you? )

the letters are pinned to the board (that has a piece of an old blanket stitched to it) and having premade a bunch of letters already, i can easily change the words whenever i feel like it.

next week i think i’m going to go with the word “jump”. maybe an exclamation mark will go nicely with it

also maybe i should change the embroidery thread on the lighter letters to a darker one, to make the pop up a little more

some of the stuff used in this has a history, like the background fabric¬†rectangle is maybe 40 years old, i dug it up at my parent’s this summer in a far away town of Kazan.

anyhow, i picked this line from a tv show.

it represents an approach¬†for life ¬†that i understand i have no choice but fully embrace ASAP. ¬†well, i embraced it in my romantic relationship alright. ¬†hope i’m not overdoing it.

now, when i see such positive thinking projects all over the blogland, the russian in me awakens and my lips contort involuntarily in a small patronising smile
but! i’ve lived long enough and by this point know better than this. so i’m joining in with mr. woody allen and say: whatever works, people, whatever works!

p.s ¬†today’s¬†middle eastern wabi sabi¬†photo:

israel in all it’s glorious..um.. glory, right?

take care

me

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tough, tolerance challenging times are coming in our part of the globe

so! winter is coming, as they say….

no drawings to show you yet, no exciting craft projects, just slowly working my way through a “mending” pile of second hand clothing i bought over the last year…all in desperate need of sizing down.

just couldn’t resist to tell you something amusing (questionably) that happened today. i went to a nurse to have my blood tested, and the blood-taking nurse was funny. or maybe not, maybe it’s just that she was an extreme extravert chatting away and waving her arms about and talking to her kids on the phone while working, whatever. one of the many things she said was how this justin bieber kid spat on people apparently or something. and that before that or after, or maybe on numerous occasions (she wasn’t sure and couldn’t care less about the details) he’d said that he hates jews.
-after i saw him spitting on people on the internet -she said- i told my daughters to through his posters away! it’s one thing hating jews i don’t care about that – everybody hates us. but spitting on people – unexceptable!

that’s it…

just a little something there to think about.

take care

and don’t spit on people

(unless they spat on you first)

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i’ve transfered the outlines onto a thicker paper already and blocked in the main colors. nothing interesting thought just yet.

on an unrelated note: i’ve read on some blog about someones trip to israel and felt that that the vacating family was led astray a little. not that i want to ruin someones vacation memories or anything. but.

the truth is: israel is really unpretty. like, PAINFULLY unpretty. considering that not that long ago it was just a bunch of rocks and sand it’s amazing off course.
but most of it’s middle and southern parts are just nothing to look at.

so! i saw this japanese movie the other day. didn’t understand most of it. like, the logic behind characters actions for example. googled it and came accross the wabi-sabi concept…..
in this wabi sabi spirit of accepting the imperfection¬†of the world i think i’m gonna document this real side of israel here from time to time.

IMG_4092urban sculptures ¬†– most of the time a bunch of metal junk glued together in a disturbing (freudistic?) ¬†fashion…..

p.s. learned a new word the other day –

teetotal

is it just the russian-israeli-jewish-tatar me or is it hilarious?

my way of remembering it:  tee Рsounds like tea, so teetotal is a person only/totally just drinking tea (as opposed to alchohol)

have a good day everyone.

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