Anastasia Maleiko. My mom loves an artist (№ 411664)

Instead, I go down to the second-hand basement. I am here often - looking for something to decorate my life with my mother. I choose for a long time and carefully, like a dresser before a new performance. They know me and leave special things especially for me. Velvet gloves with cropped fingers, multicolored sneakers, strange corsets with underwire, dresses that seem to have jumped out of the crowd at a concert of the Abba group, old Indian bags embroidered with beads ... I only leave sneakers for myself, the rest goes to my museum, for which I have equipped pantry. Mom sometimes goes there when the mood is bad, or it's raining all day, or she just wants to sit in silence among the shelves with fancy English shoes, among striped dresses and old trinkets I have picked up.