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I tend to take pictures of living things that don’t move, so I don’t spend a lot of time chasing shots, but this one, I waited for. I stood on a corner in Nachlaot, a West Jerusalem neighborhood, in July 2010, and stayed there until this grafitti, so urgent and complicated and in a way, desperate, was completely visible.
buses print
A checkpoint separates one sector of the West Bank city of Hebron, the one controlled by Israel, from the other, controlled by Palestine. Sector One manages to be dark, no matter where the sun is, stony, narrow, full of cages. These buses were the first things I saw when I came out of the checkpoint and into Sector Two. I was amazed by their brightness, how the space between them opened up into a place of light and sky and height.
mirror awesome
West Jerusalem, artists market, summer, a Friday afternoon, but not too far along. I bought a pair of earrings and argued about the change with the vendor. The earrings were silver and turquoise, and I threw them out recently, because I was really never going to wear them. On the way back from the market, I saw this mirror, reflecting the sky.
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