Uvi Poznansky's Blog, page 18
September 1, 2022
A curling effect for each petal of my clover flower

I'm working on a flower arrangement made of giant paper clover flowers, which I design in different sizes for fun and variety. I received many requests to share the process. So here are a few highlights. Each flower is made from a layering of the same 8-petal cutout. I use a crayon to paint the center, then smoosh it with my finger so the color bleeds into the petals.

Then I lay the petal on a sponge bed and press into it with a wooden tool. In fact, any tool will do, fo example the dull edge of a kitchen knife. It creates a curling effect for each petal and enhances the ripple along its outer edges.

The first layer is 8 petals. For the second layer, I glue one of the petals onto another so as to create a 7-petal layer. For the next layer, a 6-layer petal and so on, until the top layer is just two petals curled into each other.

When all the layers are ready, I insert a wire through all of them in order and use it as a flower stem.
August 23, 2022
A mystery lover's dream novel
Love this review for my thriller, Overdose:


August 12, 2022
For the love of life
Short and sweet review for my thriller, Overkill:


Reviewed in the United States on August 3, 2022
Verified PurchaseBook 2, Overkill, is the 2nd Ash Suspense Thriller in the series and a perfect sequel to the first book. Even as Ash has a dilemma of her own to solve, she doesn't allow that to stop her as she helps a little boy live through horrors no adult should be forced to. A heart wrenching story with a twist of an ending. Well thought out with believable characters. Happy to read more of Uvi's work. I am certain book 3 will be as exciting as the first 2.July 28, 2022
Clover flower. more to come...
July 19, 2022
Fast paced medical thriller
Thank you Zoe, love your review for Coma Confidential:


Reviewed in the United States on July 18, 2022
Verified PurchaseThe point of view being narrated by the main character who is in a coma added a unique twist to the story. I read the book in one sitting flipping pages as fast as I could read them. No sooner than one bit of drama was over, another one filled its spot. The array of characters were well thought out and were perfect for this storyline. I especially liked the electrical disaster at the hospital. Brilliant. I will eagerly seek out another book by this author. No disappointments in this novel.July 16, 2022
Splendid Read
Thank you Sunshine, lovely review for My Own Voice!


Reviewed in the United States on May 14, 2022
Verified PurchaseThe author writes an extraordinary story of love and disloyalty: desire and loss. My Own Voice is dominant. She makes the readers turn the page with anticipation and love the strong characters. An entertaining and heartfelt Journey that will make you think way after reading the story. I highly recommend the intriguing book.June 29, 2022
Floating over a river cutting through a white landscape
Imagine yourself floating over a river cutting through a white landscape:
To see how I created it, click HERE.

floating over a river cutting through a white landscape
Imagine yourself floating over a river cutting through a white landscape:
To see how I created it, click HERE.

June 27, 2022
A Diamond short: Paper robotics animation of Sleepy-Eyed Sam
About a week ago, I sent a note to my wonderful narrator, Justin Harmer, who played King David in my book, A Peek at Bathsheba. This time I had in mind a totally different character for him:
I’ve been toying around lately with a variety of artistic projects. The latest one is my “paper robotics” which I named Sleepy-eyed Sam. You can see it in action here. I wish I were a better puppeteer to make it justice…
My next move with this project is to have Sleepy-eyed Sam read a tongue-in-cheek poem I wrote a while ago. This is where I hope you can lend me a hand—or rather, a voice—for a one-minute recording. Once I have the recording I’ll fit the motion to it as best I can. (It's just for fun so the recording does not need to be done in a recording booth.)
Are you game?
I was thrilled when he joined me in creating this animation. It’s only a minute or so, but with this over-the-top rendition of the character, it becomes a piece of life captured on paper.
To see the paper engineering project in progress, click Work in progress: paper robotics.
A Diamond Short, A Decade Late
Uvi Poznansky, 2007
A diamond short, a decade late
I come to stand outside your gate
Unlock and open, let me in
Forgive me, love; what is my sin?
I fled from you across the land
But now I ask you for your hand
A decade late, a diamond short
I can't imagine why you snort
My limbs are frail, my breath is cold
I must admit I may look old
I fall, I kneel, why—I implore
You are the woman I adore
I feel so weak, I feel so brittle
Don't touch! I may be impotent a little
You loved me once—or so I thought
Stop! Take your fingers off my throat—

June 19, 2022
Trust me, it is with a heavy heart that I must kill you
Then he pulls open a drawer and takes out a small bottle, filled with pills. I strain my eyes to read the label, but from where I’m sitting, it’s a bit too far.
Kabir casts a sly look at me. His lips curl, as if he’s about to tell some joke. “This is the single most prescribed psychiatric medication in the U.S. I ought to know, not only because I am a medical professional and not only because I married into a family that owns a pharmaceutical company but also because of my wife. She passed away because of it. Overdose, you know.”
Kabir takes a pause, perhaps to see if I would ask anything about her death. I don’t. Why upset him? What’s at risk at this point is my own life!
A moment later, he pivots to an entirely different subject. In his professional tone, he asks, “Are you pregnant, or plan to become pregnant?”
“Not anytime soon!” I gasp, somewhat in shock. “Why?”
“Because.” He shakes the bottle to a loud rattle. “Your pills are about to run out.”
“Pills? What pills?”
“Xanax.”
He steps closer to me and raises the bottle to my unbelieving eyes. The name, printed on the label in bold letters, is mine.
“What? That can’t be!” I cry. “I’m not on any medication, let alone this—”
“You’ve been taking it for months, to treat your anxiety.”
“Oh no, I haven’t—”
“Why try to deny it?” Kabir laughs in my face. “You seem to be in panic, even now!”
About that, he’s right. But the only cure for my dread is for him to let me go, which is doubtful, or for me to find a way around him, which is far-fetched.
Kabir crushes a bunch of pills into a small heap of powder, transfers it to a glass, and pours some wine into it, all in plain view, as if wanting to show me the method of my own demise.
I can’t afford to give him what he seems to want: the pleasure of seeing how scared I am.
He swirls the wine about, then raises it to my nose, so I may smell its aroma. “I’m happy to hear you’re not expecting a baby.” His tone is loaded with sarcasm. “I wouldn’t want it to suffer any ill-effects, once you have your little drink.”
I brace myself into being stubborn. “You can’t force me.”
“You know I can.” He coughs up a sharp laugh. “And then, there would be no more need to have this prescription renewed.”
What I want—even more than a chance to save myself—is to give the doctor a taste of his own medicine.
In a heartbeat, my hands turn clammy. “I don’t know what I did to deserve this.”
He growls, “Sure you do! You’ve been asking too many questions about me, about my trip to India years ago, and about the woman I married there. No one gets to do all that and live to tell the tale.”
I hesitate to ask, “Not even your wife?”
“Especially not her.”
“What about me?” I ask, already knowing the answer. “Am I going to survive the night?”
“Trust me, it is with a heavy heart that I must kill you.” Kabir comes closer, strokes my chin. “Such a beauty.” For a second, his eyes seem sad, almost. “Such a waste.”

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Coma Confidential
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