the army has taken me.
i hope i will have a chance to take pictures during those three long years, but nothing is for sure.

ill try to update when i can. goodbye.

After looking for a long time for a place that I can show my photos, I decided to do something about it. Instead of waiting for a gallery to let me show my pictures, I will have a street exhibition.
the street is used as a gallery space, and I will hang my photos on trees all around “Shderot Rotchild” and “Balfor”. The rest is a surprise
this is my first exhibition and it is so far a really great experience. Its amazing to see how much people are willing to help and support.

I would like to thank ~pilpeled for designing the invitation for the street exhibition.
The exhibition will take place on Friday (2/2/07), 13:00 (if it will rain I will do it a week after at the same place and time).

The invitation - [link]

Lately I'm not able to get to those high notes I used to have so easily.
Things are changing, and in a way, falling apart.
Two days ago I was supposed to be drafted to the army. Well, in theory at least.
Being an army photographer is some what of an illusion. There is a big chance that I will be a photographer, but it seems a bit impossible that a thing like that will happen to me.

People are leaving. People that were close to me. Sure, I should have left too, but it seems that I'm the only one that is stuck in square one.
The job at the Goldstar Zappa helps in a way. The money is good and lets me feel the sensation of things I miss.
I really don’t know why I'm writing all of these thing here, but I guess its better than keeping those things in. or is it?
All of my life I managed to keep things in just fine.

Im starting to think that I might be wrong. Maybe it's not the people that are leaving, it's me leaving them. I lost one of my best friends lately, because I decided not to talk to her anymore. Sure, we see each other here and there, But it's not that high note we had.

Looking in retrospective, I've always felt like this. As if everything is changing and that I'm losing something.
I'm afraid. Im afraid to lose. Im afraid to lose my passion to photograph. I guess that is the real reason I got my first tattoo. To remind me the passion I have and had about stuff. Im afraid, that im the one that is changing and people don’t like it.
Im jealous from all of those young artists that make it "big" while im still trying to get together my first exhibition that seems like it will never happen.

I miss California.

Well, I guess it's time to update my journal again.
I hate the fact that I don’t act like myself around people that I care about. Somehow, I act as they expect me to and not like I expect myself to act. Am I a hypocrite?
I hate the fact that people jump to conclusions because the way I talk or the neighborhood I live in

I'm kind of sad that I'm 18 now If before you could use the fact that you are a teenager to do stupid stuff, well, it doesn’t work anymore. People expect you to be this mature adult that thinks about the future, has plans, and everything worked out. Fun fun fun.

Huh, it feels more like a blog than a journal. Is there any difference?
Thing are still kinda strange in my life. Things keep on changing and I don’t know if it's for good or bad. A lot of people that I'm afraid to share my deep thoughts or feelings are viewing this gallery. Again, I don’t know if its good or bad.. (I'm going "crazy" again with all of these "Emoticons" thingys)

Well, whats new?
I stopped working at "the kamari", and now I'm working at a place near my home called "Goldstar Zappa". It pays real good, and I guess it's fun working there.
I'm still trying to get accepted as an army photographer, but I'm SO SICK of conversations about the army that I cant even think about it right now.
I sold my "old" Canon 350D, and now I have a ultra-cool-and-sexy-canon 20D (I think I went a bit overboard here, but you get the picture ).
I get a lot of requests from bands to photograph them in concerts and for groupshots. That rocks.

Wow, I actually wrote a lot!
I promise it's a one time thing. And hey, I'm writing in English. It's extra hard for me to write stuff like that in English. I think.

Oh, one last thing… I got tagged by Joy
I know i need to tag other people, but not now..im tierd.


Well here it goes, 6 weird facts about me:
1. if I don’t get enough sleep I act strange, and talk nonsense (oh yeah, sexy..)
2. I don’t get mad that easily, but when I do…
3. When alot of people talk to me at once I lose concentration
4. I'm a sucker for chocolate
5. I love movies. I usually rent every week a movie or two and usually see the movie with someone, because it's much more fun with other people
6. I have a trailer "fetish". I always come to the movie theater a bit early so I can watch trailers.
7. (bonus fact ) I always wear a plain white shirt when I'm sick or sad.

These are not weird facts, but the heck with it.

*By the way, you're invited to my stock account on flickr:
[link] *

Well, I guess it's time to update my journal
These past couple of weeks have been very strange… I guess its just because everything is changing in my life… oh well
Next year I'm going to the army ( ), and I'm trying to get accepted as an army photographer… and it turns out to be not that easy…

Anyway, there is not much to add… im now working at a place called "The Kamari" in tel aviv and im saving up a bit for a trip next summer, or maybe some new camera gear (wow im really going "crazy" with all these emoticons thingy this post )

well, I guess this is the end of the post.
end.