The heartland lies where the heart longs to be. Sometimes it takes a lifetime to find the true place to plant it.
Vera NazarianThe nutcracker sits under the holiday tree, a guardian of childhood stories. Feed him walnuts and he will crack open a tale.
Vera NazarianA related recurring theme is the exploration of how we take for granted the things in our immediate environment that are common and ordinary. Existential blindness, of sorts.
Vera NazarianA great ancient poet was blind. A great classical composer was deaf. Many of us are dumb. What have we to show for it?
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