Българска версия може да откриeте под английската. In his essay Brief Notes on the Art and Manner of Arranging One’s Books Georges Perec says that every library answers a twofold need, which is often also a twofold obsession: that of conserving certain objects (books) and that of organizing […]
All posts filed under: Identity

Soul Shelter while Shelter in Place
Версия на български може да прочетете по-долу. The last couple of months were definitely hard for us. Just like many average family in the Western world we found ourselves in a situation when both my husband and I are full time working from home and […]

Le vieux-port de Honfleur
Cold wind roars from the North. One wants to draw their scarf over their head. The old houses by the port of Honfleur draw up a line huddling together to protect from the wind. With their facades in colour, they remind elementary school students preparing […]

Language lessons for beginners
I have always been fascinated with languages lessons. For the simple pleasure of acquisition of laborious grammatical construction. For the plain lexical satisfaction. Like a toddler, praised by its parents for the first correct sentence I feel utterly fulfilled by being able to say Alors, […]

Seasonal list of pleasures
Sunday afternoon finds me on a bench in Giardino della Guastala, facing the colourful building of the Synagogue. Life is good. Children, generously covered with sticky ice-cream stains are playing in the sight of their talkative parents. Young lady in jeans is walking a chocolate […]

Three Women To Inspire February
I was born in a small hospital in Tokyo. Mamma says she remembers two things: A mouse running across the floor, which she took as a sign of good luck.A nurse bending down and whispering apologetically: “I am afraid it’s a girl. Would you prefer to […]

City from above: Climb Duomo di Milano
It has been always fascinating to see the city from above. Climbing towards the top of a high building almost immediately brings a sensation of winding down by leaving far behind the noise from the street, the vanity, the confusion. Once you pass the winding […]