ByGiora Carmi
There is some discrepancy between the right side and the left side of the picture. The left is loose and hardly organized. It looks like something that is falling apart. The right is better organized, but it is losing some of its order by the pressure and movement that come from the left. The right…
ByJulia Chi
I ran and ran and ran on the endless beach, padding along in my bare feet… Anadi by my side for nine miles; it was easy to run along and keep running, each step the sandy same… Another ‘longest ever’ run for me barefoot – just over thirteen miles… It is becoming easier and easier…
ByGiora Carmi
For a while animals have been sneaking into my drawings. My drawings were supposed to be abstract but the animals insisted. And now this bird came. I know what it means. A children’s book wants to come into my world. I used to be a graphic designer and an illustrator. I became…
ByJulia Chi
Anadi and I walked off the plane into the wet grey of an English summer day in July… The airport tarmac felt warm beneath my feet, and wet too of course… But fun, a bit like the joy of jumping in puddles, play time – stepping out into wild wet windy ness… And I noticed…
ByCatherine Green
I am feeling a lot of emotion at the moment. You might have seen my previous blog post about the importance of precious memories, and perhaps you have followed my posts during the past few weeks as I experienced grief, and the stark contrast between life and death. On the pagan calendar, the wheel of…
ByGiora Carmi
If this is a person, then his head looks as if it is planning something. But when you go down to the body, you find it quite emotional. My sense of structure cried out for some stability and this is why the pencil frames appeared, as building blocks that provide some stable interpretation of what…
ByJulia Chi
I returned from my intervals on the beach yesterday morning and Anadi and I wandered through the pueblo to sit and enjoy our customary Spanish breakfast of tostados y aceite y tomate y cafe con leche… We decided over breakfast to go on an ‘outing’ to explore Medina Sidonia… When I first started to learn…
ByCatherine Green
Do you remember your happiest moments in life? What about your worst moments? Who stood by you during those times, experiencing both the joys and the sorrows? I can imagine that those answers vary greatly, and each provide our unique experience in life and death. Because that is the point of it all, isn’t it?…
ByGiora Carmi
Many times I told the story to amazed friends: When you are born in Israel, the manliest man from your family hangs an army helmet 6 feet above the ground in your room, and you have to grow into it. Of course it is not true. But in a symbolic way it is true. You…
ByCarrie Beleno
Did you see Bohemian Rhapsody? I’ve been feeling nostalgic lately…I know the “good old days” are just an illusion, they weren’t as “good” as our memories usually are, but this movie took me back~ back to my teen years, back to when life sure seemed simpler. Back to a time where music anthems, not chaos,…
ByGiora Carmi
These are nerves, and the flow of life. The dots are the mysterious spots of light on the flow of life. If you take those lights away, the nerves will only follow their usual routines for habitual actions. But when you put the spots of happiness in, the nerves and the flow of life become…
ByJulia Chi
The night was alive with music and people and shops still selling… Restaurants full of groups laughing and talking; tapas selling in the street and cocktail bars … The delightful energy of human beings being human, doing what we spend a lot of time doing… eating drinking talking, sharing, time food, fun, laughter… For awhile…