It all started in mid December 2012, my mom was looking for a job as a live-out nanny in London. Family where she was working at the time was relocating to another country. I started to post on flickr and facebook some photographs of her together with some small notes about my mom and her life philosophy so to say. At some point these started to shape as a series. And here they are.
Short stories about my mom, Galina

My mom met Yuri Gagarin when she was young. She was really inspired and followed her dream to become a space engineer. Currently she lives in London and is looking for a new family to work as a live-out nanny.

According to my mom, there are different degrees of freedom in life. The first one – is the education.
Education has a great power. I’ve been always inspired by prof. Phil Zimbardo (world renowned social psychologist), who grew up in the New York ghetto and now is Professor Emeritus of Stanford. Education also changes one’s time perspective, since it gives an outlook into the future..

According to my mom, there are different degrees of freedom in life. The second one – is knowing at least one foreign language. In a way it opens different horizons, like education. Knowing a foreign language allows you to experience a different world from your own first-hand. I have no idea how did she manage, but she got me a private English teacher when I was 6 I believe, when we still lived in the Soviet Union. I was deeply to attached to the teacher, until I saw her smoking… and then when it became possible I went to UK for three weeks… and then to US for one year… Nowadays this seems so easy to do, it was not so back then.. My mom is full of surprises I must say : )

According to my mom, there are different degrees of freedom in life. The third one – is being able to drive a car. Mostly for practical reasons – somehow we keep on moving from one place to another. When my mom moved to Riga, in the first 5 years they moved around 7 times.. we didn’t have a car at the time and none could drive… then we settled in one place for 15 years, but then it started all over again.. When I was in Moscow, one year was really busy with moving – I moved 4 times. Having a car then and being able to drive it helped me immensely. Then I packed and drove to the north of Sweden.. Three years later I packed again and moved to Copenhagen with my little movable home. And I wonder where next? Car gives you a freedom of being able to transport yourself and things you think are valuable, but also it gives you a freedom of traveling somewhere, exploring your immediate surroundings and new destinations.. Always looking forward! : )

According to my mom, there are different degrees of freedom in life. The fourth one is being computer literate. My mom comes from the era when computers were the size of a room. And she could operate those, but the smaller they get, the harder it is for her to grasp the principle of how they work, how to visit a website, how to send an email. She managed to master skype and one search engine to look for cheap tickets, but that’s about it. It is a bit hard to imagine now the life without a daily interaction with a computer or a smart phone. Although I must say the current tendencies of technology in our daily lives are getting beyond what we could’ve imagined not that long ago and they are getting scary. There is a school in Denmark that does not use paper. Everything is done only with the help of different devices. I wonder if kids in that school do learn how to write? Or do they only type?…
When I travel I send postcards to my friends via regular mail, but I must admit, I haven’t written a normal letter in ages. Last summer I found a box of letters that I received from friends when I lived abroad and copies of my letters that I wrote to different people.. And it was so much fun to go through them! Much more fun then to read emails… This year I would like to go back to writing normal letters and use more the regular post : ) And in case you’d like a postcard from me – let me know your postal address : ) I don’t know when and where I’ll go next, but I can always send you a small “hello!” from there. Cheers!