As I wrote here about Shadows as common denominator, preparing to my trip to Ithaca I see boats every where, even on the ceiling.
“We need a port of departure: A shore or view, an event or a story. The place we are leaving is less important than the one we will arrive at.“ Breviare Mediterraneen, Predag Matvejevic Hiroshi Sugimoto/ Time Exposed: A presentation of some of Sugimoto’s photographs from the portfolio “Time Exposed.” The portfolio consists of 50 […]
I was twelve on our second voyage through the same Mediterranean ports on the Greek Queen Anna Maria. I went into a familiar cabin. It was soothing to follow the blue of sky and blue sea cut the circle of the window into two halves. They danced as I laid on my bed close to the ceiling. Once every two or […]
BE MY GUEST is a venue for others to share their art; I assemble between creators in my sitting room. Linear time and locality are not relevant. I learned about Gabriel Orozco mostly through the Internet. I read stories by Alex Epstein in Hebrew. I join them as my guests, since they both remind me of sailing in […]
Since childhood, the Phoenicians filled my imagination. I admired their courage rowing in tilting wooden boats in starry nights- miraculously finding their way. They could read the stars as I did the alphabet. Later, I learned that the Hebrew sacred 22 letters- actually derive from Phoenician. When I was four years old, my father sat […]