Saturday, December 28, 2013

Winter Memories 12 203

Next to my house a small cluster of wooden houses are waiting quietly to be demolished soon.  On a late wintery afternoon I took this series of photographs. Somehow they reminded me of the South of the United States. 



Friday, November 29, 2013

Pictures at an Exhibition

At the impressive Jeff Wall exhibition at the Tel Aviv Museum of Art:





In 2009 I wrote a short narrative about this photograph titled The Covered Tray. Rereading it again now, I remembered that the dream scene described in it is actually autobiographical.

Saturday, November 23, 2013

Breakfast at Greenfield

Late morning Saturday  we went to the Golf course Cafe called Greenfield. As in the past the conversation turned into photography.
G: So what was so interesting in your recent phone conversation with your friend?
YHC (your humble correspondent): We were talking about important issues regarding photographic meanings and our stances towards it.

G: Explain please.
YHC: At the outset it has to deal with seeing, with focused seeing.  Take for example the scene that is just facing us at this moment.  First I just look at it without moving my gaze, in the same manner of photographing it ( as I just did, see above).  Then comes observation into play. In observation I notice the weirdness of the green lamp post, the faded lawn, the tilled faded brown field and the wild green Eucalyptuses in the background.  Then I go further and insights comprehension and awareness develop.  Obviously there is something disturbing here. The meeting between nature and culture. What do the Eucalyptuses mean? they are wild and supposingly nature but we know that they are not indigenous as they were brought here from Australia and were planted by men.  So when I observe such a scene the question always raises as how does this relate to me, to my being in the world.  And as this scene represents something unresolved it relates to what I call Unknowing.
G: OK can we eat now the eggs are getting cold.
YHC: Indeed.
Later we were working on this portrait in Photoshop
YHC: I will ask you the same annoying question that I ask my students: What is interesting in this photograph?
G: I think the dropping lines of the tree and the eye represent sadness.
YHC: could be - a nice metaphor but what else?
G: I can not tell just right now.
YHC: Try relationship
G: Between what?
YHC: The spatial relationship in this photograph eludes to the enclosed inner space of the subject ( i.e. You) and the more open space of the background. It asks the question of what is the significance of this interaction.
G: And also what you have told me in the past that it could be a metaphor for memory, the closer it is to us it is clearer and further with time  it fades away.
YHC: Impressive insight. Did I really tell you this?

Earlier when we were just sitting at the cafe and G. asked the waitress if it was possible to move the armchairs so they would face the scenery, the waitress  said out of the blues to G: " I must make an observation here, you are much more mature than your age indicates". Obviously.

Thursday, October 31, 2013

Falcons' box 31 October 2013

 Some time ago I had the idea of building a nesting box for the Common Kestrels (Falco tinnunculusthat are common residents in this area.  I went to the cabinetmaker shop and together we built the box from leftover materials. The idea was to hang it high on a tree. As this was a difficult undertaking the box lingered unused in the storage shed.  Today I woke up to hear the tree trimmers working with a boom and a cage next to my house.  They were very cooperative and together we were able to place the nesting box high on a pine tree that they have just finished trimming.  Hopefully the kestrels will find it accomodating and will use it for raising their next generation.

Tuesday, October 08, 2013

Border 2013

These photographs right on the border between Jordan and Israel in the Arava raise existential questions:









Saturday, September 07, 2013

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Rama Galilee Visit

The town of Rama in the Galilee has some of the oldest and largest olive trees in Israel.  They are tended and pruned with great care.  It was somewhat surprising to discover that higher on the steep mountainside above town, the olives looked much lovelier despite the scorching August sun.  They are of the traditional Souri variety.






Saturday, August 17, 2013

Gush Halav Synagogue

Going back for the wonderful figs of the Gush Halav canyon, I decided to check out the old synagogue nearby. I was struck by the quality of the Roman inspired architecture.

A particular surprise was the carved eagle, which is usually more commonly recognised as a Roman icon.

I was much taken back, even appalled, by the neglect of the site with the grazing cows leaving their dung splattered all inside and around this small but impressive site.