Monday, 18 January 2016

New Year - New Blog

So 2016 is here, hope it started well for you. Now you can find my new posts on my official website under BLOGWishing you a cosy quiet week :-)

Tuesday, 1 December 2015


Here are a few images from the group exposition near Dijon last week, where I showed two pieces as a guest artist.
Salle Nelson Mandela, Quetigny, Burgundy

33 local artists from the association "Reflets" and 13 guest artists showed 200 exhibits
Artist CEDKI talks about her paintings


Sunday, 27 September 2015

Old news

Just with one month delay here are some pictures of preparations for my exposition. It was quite fruitful and educational experience. Since it was my first exhibition in France, I was a bit intimidated with France's gastronomic reputation and overall fanciness, so here is a little list of mistakes :-) :

1. I spent too much money on wine.  I listened to an advice to serve a fairly good wine of the region, logical since we are in Burgundy. Having not much time to investigate I bought some boxes at the boutique next door. For a half-price I'd have better wine if I bothered to ask friends (or even experts) about their everyday preferences from the supermarket wines.

2. Same with food. Again following some advice, I ordered fancy pastry from a local bakery, which cost me a leg. At last minute, being worried that it won't be enough, I bought some deep frozen stuff, which at the end was pretty good for a fraction of money spent on fancy cheese puffs. Conclusion? It should be about art, not food!

3. Since it was my first photo exposition I made a major mistake of not asking friends who modeled for me to sign a model release. I know, I know, everybody knows :-). Well, I didn't and again, it cost me a (second) leg :-). But it is called experience, you know. So I am now wise and knowledgeable. :-)

4. The forth mistake (the order is completely hazardous) is that I did not do a proper communication. I did have a good friend who was responsible for the distribution of 300 invitations, and he did a good job - Thank you Franck! 

Although I did not contact any media beforehand. Miss procrastination simply didn't have time to do so. 

First little notes started to appear in the papers few days after the vernissage, which helped to attract more visitors the following week. 

Will be back soon with more pictures and stories.


Tuesday, 22 September 2015

Good Sunday

What started as grey rainy morning turned out to be a brilliant Sunday afternoon. 

I cougnt the last day before closure of Dijon Art Museum, they are closing 2/3 of their expositions for a 4 year renovation. I discovered wonderfully colorful Charles Lapicque. 

And a Georgian born French painter Vera Pagava.

The museum has quite an impressive collection of modern art, which now will travel the world while the renovation is taking place. 

Joe Downing
Sans nuages


Serge Lemoine
Tally-Ho! Mister Basie


 Walking in the old town, just a few steps away from a Gallerie Notre Dame, where I exposed just a couple of weeks ago, I discovered a nice gallery "Open Art Gallery". 

They offer works of 30 artists and there is a nice cafe where one can take a break and taste organic tea and wonderful creations of Pierre-Emmanuel Josselin…

Friday, 24 July 2015


Last week-end in Switzerland (I am not there often now, which is a different story) was extremely productive, I for a chance to photograph seven young ladies. Overwhelmed with the amount of pictures to sort out, I am meanwhile posting these two beautiful sisters Masha& Nastya. 

Sunny end of the week to all,

Tuesday, 23 June 2015


This weekend I absolutely unexpectedly found myself in Vichy, France. AND to my great delight I learned that there is a grandiose art events going on in this charming town - 12 different photographers share 12 different perspectives on portrait.  
Expositions were taking place all over the city, but we had very little time, so we went to the riverside where portraits of  Elliott Erwitt were exposed at the promenade.  
Many of Eliotts' photographs are known to us since decades and need no introduction. What I didn't know though is that the photographer, "who got the best out of Castro, Kerouac, and Monroe",  was a son of Russian immigrants and was born in France. 
Dogs have a special place in Erwitts work. 
On our way back to a carI saw this dog and his young owner. First they caught my attention since they both were dressed in black and white. But afterwards, already at home, I thought that the dog looks like Albert Einstein in the famous photo sticking his tongue at the world. :-)
And I bit of color at the end from the castle of Busset, near Vichy….

Have a beautiful week,


Thursday, 21 May 2015

After several days spent in rainy Russia I finally arrived to sunny Tajikistan, my homeland of the sort. 
Getting used to the unfamiliar familiar language, wonderful warm dry air, and plenty of free time. :-) More pictures to come.


Wednesday, 6 May 2015

Wednesday, 18 February 2015

Pure color

A nice painting session this week - mixed media (industrial paint, copper and iron solution, acid) on linen canvas. 100x100 cm. Pure color series No1. 

Friday, 30 January 2015

Words and Pictures (and Music)

It happened again. First, days are passing by unhurriedly like a slow river and then - all of a sudden - an avalanche of emotions and events come over you; there must be some kind of a physical law about it… 

Completely surprising evening yesterday in a company of John Buttrick. John performed at the Zurich's Jecklin Musikhaus  - Mozart, Brahms, and Schubert - the atmosphere was intimate and magic. Then more magic happened when I found myself drinking wine in a company of this brilliant person and his friends. Inspiring music, inspiring people. 
And inspiring movies. "Words and pictures" is the best film I have seen in months (even that it got poor critics), and no, not because it was Clive Owen who played a leading role of an English teacher with a serious alcohol problem. Although to be honest, Clive Owen can just lie on a sofa for an hour and a half I ll still watch :-).   Juliette Binoche was brilliant too playing an artist suffering from a severe rheumatoid arthritis. 
And books. I came across several good books lately. It has been ages since I read fiction in Russian, and for Christmas I got a novel by Lyudmila Ulitskaya, a successful Russian author and activist. 

"A book can be an inspiration or a murder weapon. Ulitskaya is fascinated by these transformations, but even more so by the peculiar trajectories that create fate—the travels of a person, a picture, a book. If there is a strange journey to be traced, she cannot resist the retelling." ( The New Yorker) 

I am reading her novel Daniel Stein, Interpreter,” based on the life of Oswald Rufeisen, Holocaust survivor turned Carmelite monk. This book is a journey in time and space, the plot takes you from Belorussian woods, occupied by fascists in the 1940s, to Palestine in the 60es and America of the 80s. Each page is punctured with reflections on politics and religion, and destiny. 

So this is what I wanted to share with you before the slow river of boredom takes over me again. Until the next tsunami. 

Good night and good morning.


Tuesday, 27 January 2015

Before and After

Here is another little Before and After restoration project.

I used my favorite ebony wood treatment to mask fixed imperfections in the wood (the armchair is REALLY old!), fabric from the "Les Tissus" shop, Bern. Silk cushion is from COOP, Zürich.

I started an album on a Facebook "Renovation Projects", you can find more of the restored objects here .

Have a creative day.


Thursday, 8 January 2015

Photo session with Elena

The day was rainy yesterday, but just an hour before the sunset clouds cleared up and light was just perfect for a portrait photo session with Elena, who bravely run with me up the hill to Baden's castle ruins to catch that perfect moment.  We were deliberately out of breath, but you wouldn't notice, would you? :-) 

Monday, 24 November 2014

Simple Pleasures

"Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird

I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns."

George Eliot

A fascinating ability of Swiss people to create a festive mood "out of nothing". Bern, the capital of Switzerland (normally a quiet little town) had an unusual flair this morning as I approached the parliament building: streets were full of confetti and laughing people, drinking hot wine and biting into onion pies and onion sausages. 

The Zibelemärit (Bernese German dialect; English: Onion market) was full on already, first stands open as early as 4 in the morning. It is every forth Monday of November that main city's main square dresses up in colorful onion tresses and onion wreaths for the annual onion fair.

"Historical research indicates that the Zibelemärit originated in the 1850s with marmettes, farmer's wives from around Murten, coming to Berne at around St. Martin's Day to sell their produce. However, a persistent local legend holds that the Zibelemärit is a much older festivity. According to this legend, the Bernese awarded the people from the nearby city of Fribourg the right to sell onions in the city in reward for their aid after a fire destroyed much of Berne in 1405."*
So I took a few photos of that beautiful Monday morning, soon this very square will become a cosy skating ring, with music and hot chocolate but let's enjoy the last autumn sparkles.


*Source: Wikipedia

Friday, 10 October 2014

Back to Summer

Unusually warm day in Zürich yesterday! Thursday felt like Saturday - it seemed everyone was at the lake enjoying the sun, including this guy who entertained the crowd with magnificent bubbles.
I had brilliant holidays and now I am back with a lot of material, will report soon about my adventures in Tajikistan.

Have a bubbly weekend.


Thursday, 18 September 2014

Accidental Guest

Finally I laid my hands on recent photos from the beautiful Orta lake where I have become an accidental wedding guest.  It was my first Italian wedding and I loved it! And I love Italians for their laid-back attitude: no-one paid attention to a tourist crawling on the floor with a camera between the guests. 

The ceremony in the church took forever and the invitees outside started to melt slowly and pass another round of refreshing sparkling wine. Worst of all - nobody was taking their pictures; the photographer was inside the cathedral, trapped with the bride and groom. So after a certain round of prosecco I became courageous enough to pull out my new (yey!) camera. Here is a few impressions of that special afternoon…

Have a beautiful weekend.


Friday, 12 September 2014

One Last Thing Before I Go

I am going for two week holidays… again! :-) Home, sweet home this time, September in Tajikistan is my favorite time of the year and it's my moms' birthday in a few days. But at the moment I am sitting in Moscow's Domodedovo airport - five hours of waiting ahead of me. No problem at all, since I have two nice reads in my handbag. 

Ok, maybe it's not an ideal title for an airplane read, but somehow this book caught my attention at the airport bookshop. Here is the book's description: "Jonathan Tropper's funny, touching family story about a man named Silver who has begun to accept that his life isn't going to turn out as he expected. 
So when he learns that his heart requires emergency, lifesaving surgery, Silver makes the radical decision to refuse the operation, choosing instead to use what little time he has left to repair the relationship with his daughter, become a better man, and live in the moment - even if that moment isn't destined to last very long".  

The second read is something completely different. It is a poetry book by my friend Marina Zamorina, first samples have finally arrived and got my well deserved copy, since I did Marina's cover photo :-).

Marina has a gift of seeing poetry in everyday objects;  she transports reader into her world - real at one moment, imaginary the next. "Un certain hiver" is a glimpse into a woman's soul, sometimes melancholic, other times ecstatic and always inexplicable… 

La lumière blanche argentée 
Le lac se promène entre les rives
Les nuages sont perdus aux anges
Je plane comme le plume entre les temps
Un corps léger, presque astral,
D'une femme bienheureuse de Chagall

I wish you a wonderful and poetic weekend.