The plan was a few days of mind-cleansing in the holiest of holy cities. The result was more of a culture shock.
In the city where each and every building is a piece of history, only the numberless buses mark the passing time. And as much as the people within them were nervous sometimes (in at least 5 different languages), I was never calmer.
Browsing the gallery's latest you'll find the photos I took in the rare quiet moments. To be coninued...
Happy New Year everyone!
The passing year had been very memorable for me. I've been through many things that are truly non-typical for a 20 year old girl in the army.
All I've been through, however, leads me into one conclusion: the Promised Land has many faces. Its borders are not firmly defined- they depend on your world view. In Israel there are roughly 7 million people, which makes it 14 million different world views.
The cliche goes that nature is eternal and we are but guests. When you live in Israel you just cannot agree with that. So my upcoming project is dedicated to the promise and the land, both everchanging.
Well, a new Jewish year has just started, and I've just started celebrating (and mourning) my 20th birthday. Can't quite realize how old I've becaome!
Anyhow, the latest pieces were taken in my own childhood paradise- the harbor in Atlit beach, where my beloved grandparents live. This goes to them, for all the times they were worried sick when I strolled alone on the beach by sundown.