Swan Lake Embroidered Anew animation Only when I grew up did I find out that Grandpa Tuvia did not exist, neither did the lion. Both were figments of my grandfather's imagination. He managed to create an entire world, made up of people and animals, that would appear in the stories he told me. I didn't know what to believe and what not, reality and imagination were interwoven. As I crochet and weave my grandmother’s embroidery anew, I create images and imaginations, as if swimming between the threads, asking again- is it real?