There is magic in simple things and recurrent moods. A lighted lamp in the garden at night, The pulsating hum of insects, An endless starry sky, The sweet feeling of solitude. To light a lamp, in essence, is to perform magic, Wresting compact space away from infinite cosmic darkness.     Pulse of Quietude, Zoya Frolova and Janis Jakobson Installation at Mimi Ferzt Gallery, 2011