A few months ago when I was in Barcelona for two weeks – I had a pretty hard time with food (I don’t eat meat, fish or fried food!). The one thing that saved me was “batatas bravas” which is their local french-fries and tortillas. My digestion was still a mess because of the heavy use of oil, but at least I had something to eat. A few months later, Helena taught me to make a tortilla while she was here in Israel. I got very clear instructions, the do’s and the dont’s – but I was still having a hard time with the quantity of oil that went into the dish.
It’s a really nice dish to eat – quite fulfilling and high on energy – so I have modified the recipe, broke a few rules and came up with this version of a tortilla which is more suitable for me. So here we go : ) The quantities below are not exact (I improvise when I cook) – but they result in a reasonably sized tortilla with for 4. It’s a simple dish but it does take some time – it takes me about 45 minutes! Read More
A Shakuhachi is a japanese bamboo flute. I first heard a recording of it (Sanctuary: Music from a Zen Garden) some years ago and I was really taken by it. I recently acquired a Shakuhachi and with it came much more. Read More
I can honestly say that I don’t know where this post is going – but I have a lot of thoughts in my head, I feel the connection and I hope to make it concrete through writing. What triggered this was a brochure I saw this morning of a person I consider to be an alternative medicine professional. This person has opted to create a brand (and I assume service) of “Well being coaching”. I was really disappointed to see this.
Something is happening!
Two days ago there was an intimate performance in Shahar’s garden where there is a 60 square-meeter stage. One of the solo performance was by Shlomit. Shahar told me she called a day or two before the performance and asked if she could take a part in the performance and Shahar welcomed her.
This was the first time I saw Shlomit perform (or at all for that matter) – it was a moving performance and I felt drawn to abstract images that were formed by the high contrast of her moving body and exposed skin within the black costume and settings.
The performance was an important one for me. It came after long months of hard work with less open and blessed interactions. The camera wireless setup broke down before the performance – and it took some time to get fixed – during this time I was thinking of staying out of the performance. I felt lost and disassociated in my creative work. This was a cherished reminder that (1) it is not really in my hands (2) it takes talented people and (3) space and patience to let moments of improvisation appear and crystallize. I got some great supportive feedback after the performance … I needed it.
These images were taken during a walk I took in fields near our house. In a way it was a new beginning because I had not wandered out with the camera in hand for a long time – I still don’t. I usually feel lost in the world with the camera in hand. This time I went out to challenge that concept.
This occured shortly after an intense three month project with Shahar ended. I was carrying with me a question, which comes up often, about my relationship to the people and work I encounter when in Shahar’s bubble (which is where I have spent most of the last two years). My first impression is that I am some kind of a parasite. What can I do with the camera without other performers doing their work? What images would exist for me?
With this in mind I went for a walk. These images are technically extreme, they were taken in low-light conditions, in which I pushed the camera into extreme settings and then (shortly after I arrived home) used a heavy hand in post processing. I felt I was fighting something.