I was born very far away from here in the North-West, on the Island of Vasilii, in the Menshikov Palace. The year was five thousand seven hundred and eight. Sweetbrier was just beginning to blossom in the city parks and peonies were beginning to be sold in the market places. Peaceful childhood, the studies in the Demidovsky College, in the former Tenishevsky building on Mochovaya street, where Nabokov and Mandelshtam would chase each other down the long corridors… Found myself in Jerusalem in five thousand seven hundred and fifty one, and from then on each evening and morning round the clock I observe, analyze, draw and develop my approach to teach the art of graphical design. From time to time I exhibit my graphic works. Not even once through these long and stormy years I haven’t cross the border of the Land of Israel, the deepness of whose vista is impossible to fathom on the different levels.

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