He grew up under the last remnants of Communism – red neck scarf and in formation bootleg movies from the West the permeation of grey. The son of an engineer, who wanted to be a professional violinist, and an ophthalmologist. The grandson of an army general, who...
We met across the ocean. Under the shadow of a beautiful Bohemian cathedral, cobblestone streets, medieval architecture, and the best beer in the world – we fell in love. And it was the controversial type of love, as I was his teacher and he was a student in my...
// WHO AM I //
I am a Mother, a Wife, an Activist.
I am a Writer.
And in a time such as this,
as Cesar Chavez says,
“Art [should] disturb the comfortable,
and comfort the disturbed.”