19 April 2010. Slow takeoff for local aviation--Nicola up on her back legs, extra long stretch at front door. Open, please... Natasha's approach--more slinky, the lovely fur ball slipping down back stairs, darting into side room, waiting...
Requirements and requests. The stuff of life--Smuglyanka--infill runs and trills. Schematic score for the garmon--Russian accordion--tiny numbers below each note. The mystery of where each finger goes...
Girl's face, the Bravo cafe, Fergana, Eastern Uzbekistan. Ancient mountain town high in the Fergana valley, original source of the great Chinese horses--as given form in T'ang dynasty pottery, where they "resemble the animals on the golden medal of Eucratide, King of Bactria..."
Kara Darya...
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(Note: Smuglianka Moldavanka--the name of the song from smuglij--Russian for dusky. And Moldavanka--the Jewish Quarter in old Odessa (later the setting for Isaac Babel's stories.) And so, a Fergana girl, whose snapshot is labelled "Ax, Smuglianka Moldavanka." The Kara Darya--Black River...flowing though that same valley...) 2.700x
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