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.
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.
... 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
BLOOM BAR
MY NIGHTLY LIFE SAVIOR
A thing that suprised me was the humidity of Tel-Aviv... the days were horribly hot and humid and so were the nights... This is the place I slept in my friend house and this little fan, wich I keep on all night , literally save my life... so here are two drawings as my thanks to my nightly savior... thank you dear fan.
( the two drawings below are colored with crayons)
( the rest of the room below... you can see my foot in front of the tv, my Homer Simpson t-shirt and the sketchbook on my lap).
DINNER, COFFEE & DRINKS
MESSY ROOM
Tel-Aviv
Ben Zion Boulevard ( above). While I was drawing this there was an alarm and the police came, close the street and exploded some bag someone left behind . So the people you see are waiting to go to there business. This was actually the only time I witness someting like this , in the whole time I was there.
The same place at night ( below).
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)