"A single move in a single moment changes everything. Choose the right action at the right moment. Timing's everything."

Frost's art

deep in my blood

My own name still

looks strange in Latin

But this I recognize

it's home

Notice gifts from the Universe

what were you given yesterday

what's already received today

Through that big smile, awe

and gratitude

all the stars will come down to you

Eyes closed, I found memories

kitchen table, chair with tools underneath

my parents' legs, my brother's stroller

my back's silhouette to viewer

I picked them up like thin weightless tiles

tried to melt them in a white fire

hoping to repurpose some emotions

Me resisted this small start (art)

But I look forward to being me

without tiles of the past

The transformation of the cat

through curiosity

Medeu, Almaty

It was like a holiday, every time. Men sharpening blades, music playing, shirtless people, backwards skating, dancing, in the mountains. People bound together by this strange, amazing activity. A holiday embedded into me, a child, forever. I look out at the these and I plot: for my kids and my inner kid. Let's go!