Month: October 2012

  • Back to school (again).

    Move over Billy Madison, I’m going back to school (again). Had my first class at David Yellin College in Jerusalem, and looking up at the giant stone arches ushering me and dozens of other students through, I felt home again. Classrooms piled on to other classrooms. A little sandwich kiosk at the entrance. Students walking…

  • Fifty-Two Frames: An every day object from a different perspective

    I almost went with overflowing laundry, but how different would that be, anyway? Week 42: An every day object from a different perspective Work, from a bug’s eye view.

  • Oh, it’s on.

    As I slowly rouse from the last four years of pregnant haze and breastfeeding exhaustion, the world becomes slightly clearer, a little brighter, and just a wee bit more attainable. I decided that I would spend this year investing in myself, dusting off the creative workshops, writing exercises, draft after draft after draft of whatever…

  • Binders full of women.

    The summer of hot wind: the year a US presidential election takes place. Keeps getting earlier, doesn’t it? Maybe we all need to keep binders of women. Maybe we need to keep binders of fresh air. Nature’s air. The air that hovers over those freshwater brooks they show on the natural bottled water. That air,…

  • Aw man, I *need* your text messages.

    Please SMS me. Please. I need texts. I need them every five minutes. Because while there are a lot of kid sounds you just don’t always want to hear – yelling in their sleep, farting, and whining of any color – but this one by little madam cheeks-a-lot Bebe just fills me with goodness every…

  • Fifty-Two Frames: Running

    The theme was running last week, and what I really wanted was to capture another snail and caption it, ‘sorry buddy, as usual, I’m running a little late.’ But alas, no rain, no snails, and my next choice was to capture my own training for the Nike Night Run in Tel Aviv October 30th. It’s a…

  • The man with a helmet who jumped from space.

    ‘An astronaut is a man who goes up to space in a spaceship.’ ‘Or a balloon!’ ‘As of today… yes.’

  • New statue alert: Dove love spotted in Tzur Hadassah

    Watch out, Hitchcock. We’ve got birds up in this piece. Or peace? Looks like Tzur Hadassah got another new art installation last week, right near the western entrance and the entrance to Har Kitron. With so many artists and sculptors and painters in town, feels pretty lucky to get prettied up once in a while. International sculptor…

  • Fifty-Two Frames: Bible

    It’s amazing how much Bible exists around us when you’ve got the Book on the back of your mind… And, oh, you live in ‘the holy land.’ The holiday season… The fields of our forefathers… A trip to the Kinneret… The annual celebration of torah… Rows of pomegranate trees .. Attending a brit milah… Teaching ‘In…

  • Bebe update: Eighteen months.

    I’m not gonna lie. Sometimes, I look at you, in your eyes, and you return it with a look that scares the crap out of me. I know it’s an unfair question, but promise to always love me, ok? You’re a year-and-a-half, B, and for some reason I’ve been looking forward to this mark for…

  • Tzur Hadassah’s resident math problem.

    Status: puzzled.  Can someone explain to me how adding a brand new apartment building complex, with the capacity for 900 units, to sit on top of what is now a quite pretty nature area (which is besides the point) – can someone explain to me, how those 900 new units inside Tzur Hadassah, for which…

  • Fifty-Two Frames: Inanimate.

    Two clown princes after my heart. What’s a citizen abroad to do? Until I decide how to cast my (let’s face it) totally symbolic vote, I’m going to fantasize about all the names I may write in. Week 39: Inanimate In-animate: Me, when posed with this question. Alternatively, the options fail to  animate, move or…