Many years ago I found myself, a newcomer from Russia, in this amazing and sweeping place named Jerusalem. From the world of subtle pastel colors I fell straight into the juicy world of hot oil colors of the Middle East.
I still remember the shock that I've experienced sensing those unfamiliar smells of the desert, the rough street sounds, and the intense flavors of well-seasoned food... Suddenly I realized that something is going on with my sense of time.
When you live in a city that celebrates it's 5000 birthday, your attitude to history changes in many ways. The "ancient World" no longer feels like something that far away from you. Yesterday, the day before yesterday, a hundred years ago, two thousand years ago... they are all part of you now... you suddenly understand that you are an integral part of something very big, very real and that doesn't change substantially over time.
Today I understand that this creative impulse that struck me and made me look for myself again, burst outside in my first days in this magical galaxy called Jerusalem.
Today, my apartment windows are facing an archaeological site, the remains of the monastery from the Byzantine period which every morning sends me greetings from the sixth century A.D.
Sometimes I think that the women that I create, their thoughts, the jewelry they're wearing, their emotions are not just my imagination, but some kind of greeting from them - to me - to us...
And to tell you the truth? I find this encouraging!
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