|Building bridges based on the belief that film becomes art only when its materials are as inexpensive as pencil & paper. Cine Pobre Film Festival is the 100% cartel-free intersection of culture and capabilities.|
"…they told you that if you wanted to be an artist you shouldn’t have children.
And now you tell me this, how am I supposed to feel?" My mother was born in Moscow to a family of a physics professor but chose to become a painter.
I grew up in Jerusalem, an immigrant’s daughter, in a home that doubled as a studio.
When I was a child I dreamt of working in a fully stocked supermarket where all the products were neatly organized.
I wished my mother worked in an office, and that we had no financial worries.
Is it possible to be simultaneously successful in art and in parenting? Two years ago I found myself pondering this very conundrum.
Looking through the camera lens I am looking for my mother within her paintings.
Picking mushrooms in a Russian forest, meetings with old friends, reading poetry and listening to the familiar sound of her mother tongue take me back home.