Yesterday I went to visit the jewish artist at his gallery. It was three days after circling Hanukkah ended. I found him sitting in his workshop, thoughtfully against fire. The artist took from the closet Menorah, Menorah that was not particularly special, I've seen those before here and there. "Listen," he told me "I decided, I want to start making Menorahs. I smiled because I knew that once trained to declare such a statement, he had already exercised it. Indeed, in a moment the artist began to deploy to a variety of special Chanukaiot prepared by hand. Was that something beautiful, not Msweif to the end, a little rough and a little delicate. I loved the Chanukiah he is producing because I knew otherwise technique he makes them with great love
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
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