Israel Sketchbook 2ª edição

I´ts been a while since I last posted anything here regarding the Israel Sketchbook project, but here it is, the book in it´s 2th edition... I´m really happy with it. You can get it here in the portuguese version ( no english version yet).

THE DEAD SEA....

... aint that dead... judging for all the wild life in it... I know, I was one. The damn greasiest water I ever seen... but honestly, I wouldn´t mind floating all the way to Jordan ( the mountains away) on the other side.



Eilat

Crossing the desert....

...until we reach the read sea...and had dinner...

That was Eilat.

Desert 48

The world is ending, giant bugs are a go go outside, war, famine, pestilence and death...





No, not the end of the world, just the plot ( as I understod it) from a movie that cinema students from Saphir College were shotting in this old ( and rather shooted at, like...with bullets) building just out side Tel-Aviv.

Gaza

The border around Gaza is not the most "israeli sight seeing" of places. Next to a military base ( first drawing) was a watch tower, were I went to draw and, while I was there drawing, a bus full of south american journalists ( I asked them ) came, filmed, photographed and had a picnic in the most relaxed and good humored way...



... apparently oblivious to where they were. You can see the border line below, where a truck and some kind of tank are parked. The landscape ahead is the Gaza Strip. As the silhouettes of its buildings and houses melted with the dusky sky, I could only think how ordinary the place looked.


The sunset gave the place a sad mood. Behind me ( the opposite direction to the drawing above) some touring israeli soldiers came ( not so lightly has the south american jornalists, though) check the place for a while, and went. I left the place with thoughts of curiosity about daily life of people in Gaza, sadness of why we can´t all get along, and realizing I was starving and dying for a big dinner.

Zefat

Sefad, or Zefat ( it reads tzfat) was unique. With its artists quarter, and the narrow streets. I had know idea this was were the Kabbalah was writen... cool.



The Church of the Holy Sepulcre in Jerusalem

Cant say that I felt the "holiness" of the place... maybe because of all the tourists...