My grandma passed away on my birthday. I felt her warmth and care until I was 27 years old.
What do I even know about her? Not very much, to my shame. Although I sincerely considered her to be my closest person.
Grandma’s life was marked by many upheavals. Wars, the collapse of the country, many moves, everyday squabbles, illnesses. She wanted to live, create, love us, no matter what. While in exile, I often think about how much space the »historical context« passing in the background occupied in Grandma’s head?
I need to get to know her again. Not as a person I-love-because-that-is-my-grandma, but just as a person. People, objects, my own memories and my grandma’s craft techniques will tell a lot. Bead by bead, stitch by stitch.
about the artist
Lesha Pavlov is a visual artist from the Republic of Sakha. His areas of interest include the sociocultural characteristics of post-Soviet Russia, which he views through the prism of his own life experience. Now in Tbilisi, Georgia.
