Three quarters are three equal parts out of four.
(Popular Jewish wisdom)
Bobruisk is the city of my childhood, which manifests itself through the translucence of the remaining architecture of the old courtyards, quiet joy, peace and emptiness. There are no old Jews who have complemented the landscape by creating sculptural and sound images, installations and performances. People of my era are gone, but pre-war marble elephants remain. And I can't come to terms with the fact that life won't be like it used to be and everything in the world is messed up
because it has always been this way and always will be. After all, this is life.