I had my first lessons when I was a little girl. My first teachers were my grandmothers.
My two grandmothers are two different worlds, they are two parts of me. One is patient and strong, the other is emotional. One is ready to listen, the other is ready to argue. One is a good cook, the other is a good knitter. One has a calm love, the other has the love of a fighter. They both gave me the feeling of a unique connection and experience. They offered their unique skills, I was ready to listen to and repeat.
My memories are very personal and warm. I wanted to find a way to share the most exciting advice given to me by my grandmothers.
I decided to ask twelwe girls to do the same. Girls with different cultures, different backgrounds, different grandmothers.
My Russian grandmother died in 1999, my Azerbaijanian grandmother is now 85. I am happy I can remember and think about the one, talk and listen to the other one, one more time. I want to tell you about my grandmothers. And I want to hear about yours.
I want to combine these shared memories into a project devoted to our grandmothers. I want us to learn again and feel gratitude, and to make them smile, wherever they are now.
Babushka Vera (1921-1999) and me in the summer house (dacha), 55km from Moscow
Inara Nevskaya
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