Friday, November 30, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
In Heat
Today I got my first Tel Aviv parking ticket.I am not even angry.
100Nis(20$)(100 feet of trix cost110Nis).
Labels:
diafine,
Nikon fm2n,
Sigma 28/1.8,
Tel Aviv,
trix
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
RED! Iwo Jima! Водка!
Tonight Lena returns!
I watched Letters from Iwo Jima.Wonderful movie.Much better then Private Rayan and Flags of our fathers.
В пятницу был у друзей и ВДРУГ Лёня вытащил бутылку Голда!
Все долго фыркали, но бутылка исчезла очень быстро,и заметьте, во благо.
Потом захотелось еще и кто то сгонял в ларёк и купил (непалённой) Финляндий
которая исчезла медленней и в ее конце Марина сказала "Да.Голд был лучше".
Не зажирайтесь,дамы и господа.
I watched Letters from Iwo Jima.Wonderful movie.Much better then Private Rayan and Flags of our fathers.
В пятницу был у друзей и ВДРУГ Лёня вытащил бутылку Голда!
Все долго фыркали, но бутылка исчезла очень быстро,и заметьте, во благо.
Потом захотелось еще и кто то сгонял в ларёк и купил (непалённой) Финляндий
которая исчезла медленней и в ее конце Марина сказала "Да.Голд был лучше".
Не зажирайтесь,дамы и господа.
Labels:
50/1.4ai,
color,
fuji x-tra 400,
life,
Movies,
Nikon fm2n,
Sigma 28/1.8
Monday, November 26, 2007
Lena comes back tomorrow!
got a nikon fe2 for 25$.It has a slightly sticky winding mechanism,which servisol solves for a few hours.
Labels:
BW,
leica m3,
Nikon fm2n,
summaron 35/2.8 eyes,
Tel Aviv,
Toys
Sunday, November 25, 2007
last memories of summer
המים הכחולים
ביצוע: עמיר לב
מילים ולחן: עמיר לב
הן יושבות על החול הכי קרוב למים
אני יושב ממול ליד הדגים
אחת שותקת, השניה מזמזמת שיר
כל כך יפה החוף, הזה עם המים הכחולים
שני בחורים עם שני כלבים גדולים
הקטנה יושבת זקוף מורידה את הצמידים
הגדולה לוקחת חולצה ומכסה לעצמה את הפנים
יפה החוף הזה, עם המים הכחולים
הן נכנסות למים, אחת עומדת והשניה שוחה
נשמעת צעקה, הגדולה נוגעת בקטנה
פתאום היא מחליקה על אחת האבנים
קרוב לחוף בתוך המים הכחולים
איש מבוגר דוחף כסא, על הכסא יושב הילד
האיש דוחף שותק, והילד צועק
הן עומדות הגדולה עם השקית
והקטנה היא מחזיקה את הבגדים
מחכות שהשמש תיגע במים הכחולים
Labels:
BW,
canon 35/2.8,
canon 7,
plus X,
Tel Aviv,
tetenal ultrafin
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Friday, November 23, 2007
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Free The Burmese Prisoners
Protest near the embassies,Tel Aviv.
The film got off the spool(bad sticky tape holding it - it was bulkloaded) and was slightly exposed when kept in the cassette.When you have lemons - make lemonade.
Labels:
canon 7,
jupier 8,
plus X,
Tel Aviv,
tetenal ultrafin
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Monday, November 19, 2007
no title
I developed some trix@400 in diafine.Didnt scan yet but the negs look good.
I read somewhere that trix can be shot at 400 in low contrast and 1600 in high contrast in diafine.
If this is true - I will finish all my stocks of fp4,plusx and hp5 and use trix exclusively(in 35mm).
Labels:
Beer Sheva,
color,
leica m3,
summaron 35/2.8 eyes
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
גבעתי שלי
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
three different attitudes
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Monday, November 12, 2007
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Mermaid on land
I am much happier and calmer than I was 10 years ago,
than I was 5 years ago,
than I was a year ago,
than I was 6 month ago,
than I was 3 months ago.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
early sunset
Friday, November 09, 2007
Thursday, November 08, 2007
new toys,again
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Who cares
Олден Уитмен. Какое место вы отводите себе среди писателей (ныне здравствующих) и писателей недавнего прошлого?
Владимир Набоков. Я часто думаю, что должен существовать специальный типографский знак, обозначающий улыбку, — нечто вроде выгнутой линии, лежащей навзничь скобки,, именно этот значок я поставил бы вместо ответа на ваш вопрос.
Интервью в апреле 1969 года (перевод А. Г. Николаевской). Опубликовано в сборнике Nabokov V. Strong Opinions.
Could I love him more?
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
Lena came back!
The wonderful Lena landed a couple of hours ago.
This is very very good.
day
night
I love to watch women apply makeup.
This is very very good.
day
night
I love to watch women apply makeup.
Monday, November 05, 2007
Tender,sometimes a song really pierces your heart
Life is riddled with tough choices
PJ Harvey-Memphis(Tribute to Jeff Buckley)
You breathing into my mouth
I'll take it
I'll take it for you
You wanna sing
Then sing it for me
You got something
Left to say
Untie me
We're taking away
Unlikely
Out of time
When you still got
So much to say
I'll write it
A song for you
But oh
What a way to go
So peaceful
You're smiling
Oh what a way to go
I'm with you
I'm singing
You said
There's a special place
And it's scaring
The shit out of me
In Memphis
On Valentine's day
You wrote it
In a letter to me
Well I wish I had given you more time
To say thank you
My beautiful friend
But sometimes you gotta send it away
To bring it
To bring it back again
You'll always
Have open eyes
You'll always
Have a special place
In Memphis
On Valentine's day
Die suddenly
At a wonderful age
We're ready
We're ready to go
When you still got so much to say
Somehow I know
You drank and stole
Receiving just everything
But oh
What a way to go
So peaceful
You're smiling
Sunday, November 04, 2007
foreign employees
foreign employees are todays migrant workers, only recently laws were made to protect their intrests and they started to get decent treatment.
Most of them live in Southern Tel Aviv.
They spend years here doing agricultural work,construction,menial labour and wet nursing the elderly among other things. Most are from the Philippines,Thailand,China,Romania and Nigeria. They seem lonely,but in southern Tel Aviv they have their own diners,stores,clubs and bordellos - they seem much more relaxed there.Some have children born here.
Watched:"Eastern Promises"(weak with good points) and "History of Violence"(good). Cronenberg is improving with age.
Saturday, November 03, 2007
ссуки
"Although he continued to paint, Modigliani's health was deteriorating rapidly, and his alcohol-induced blackouts became more frequent.
In 1920, after not hearing from him for several days, his downstairs neighbor checked on the family and found Modigliani in bed delirious and holding onto Hébuterne who was nearly nine months pregnant. They summoned a doctor, but little could be done because Modigliani was dying of the then-incurable disease tubercular meningitis.
Modigliani died on January 24, 1920. There was an enormous funeral, attended by many from the artistic communities in Montmartre and Montparnasse.
Hébuterne was taken to her parents' home, where, inconsolable, she threw herself out of a fifth-floor window two days after Modigliani's death, killing herself and her unborn child. Modigliani was interred in Père Lachaise Cemetery. Hébuterne was buried at the Cimetière de Bagneux near Paris, and it was not until 1930 that her embittered family allowed her body to be moved to rest beside Modigliani.
Modigliani died penniless and destitute—managing only one solo exhibition in his life and giving his work away in exchange for meals in restaurants. Since his death his reputation has soared. Nine novels, a play, a documentary and three feature films have been devoted to his life."
Wikipedia
In 1920, after not hearing from him for several days, his downstairs neighbor checked on the family and found Modigliani in bed delirious and holding onto Hébuterne who was nearly nine months pregnant. They summoned a doctor, but little could be done because Modigliani was dying of the then-incurable disease tubercular meningitis.
Modigliani died on January 24, 1920. There was an enormous funeral, attended by many from the artistic communities in Montmartre and Montparnasse.
Hébuterne was taken to her parents' home, where, inconsolable, she threw herself out of a fifth-floor window two days after Modigliani's death, killing herself and her unborn child. Modigliani was interred in Père Lachaise Cemetery. Hébuterne was buried at the Cimetière de Bagneux near Paris, and it was not until 1930 that her embittered family allowed her body to be moved to rest beside Modigliani.
Modigliani died penniless and destitute—managing only one solo exhibition in his life and giving his work away in exchange for meals in restaurants. Since his death his reputation has soared. Nine novels, a play, a documentary and three feature films have been devoted to his life."
Wikipedia
Friday, November 02, 2007
lazy feelin'
dont cut off the feet of people you like.
I still like the picture.
שם השיר : Mama, You Been On My Mind
מתוך : The Bootleg Series Volumes 1-3
גרסה עברית: מותק, את אצלי בראש
מילים ולחן: בוב דילן
תרגום: שלומי שבן
אולי זה הצבע של השמש שדהה
ומכסה את הצומת בו אני עומד
או שאולי זה משהו באוויר או משהו אחר
אבל מותק את אצלי בראש
אני לא מחפש צרות אל תכעסי
אל תדאגי לא אתחנן
ולא אומר שלא אוכל לשכוח
ולא אזחל ולא אבכה ולא אסתיר ממך שכן
מותק את אצלי בראש
אפילו שמוחי הזוי ועולמי סגור וצר
איפה היית לא משנה לי
ולא מציף אותי בצער
גם לא אכפת לי איפה או עם מי תתעוררי מחר
רק שמותק את אצלי בראש
אני לא מבקש ממך לומר מילים כמו כן ולא אנא הביני
אין לי מקום לקרוא לך בוא לבוא
סתם התלחשתי עם עצמי
כאילו אין מי שיגיד לי
מותק את אצלי בראש
אז כשתתעוררי מחר יפה הביטי בראי
ולא אהיה שם לצידך ,לא אהיה קרוב אל תופתעי
רק אהיה סקרן אם את רואה אותך צלול כמו מי
שהיית אצלו בתוך הראש
שהיית אצלו בתוך הראש
Thursday, November 01, 2007
early morning,serene.
Lena in the morning. Tonight she leaves to Moscow on family matters for a few days.She packs her bags as I type this.
Today I took a 6 hour photo walk with the very talented Allon Kira who just happens to be a darn nice guy,Moshik and Dvir from d-spot analogue photography forum. Shot several rolls of plus-x,tested the polaris lightmeter.I like it. I met Kobi Wolf in Jaffa ,(who I met at his exhibition about an year ago),and we talked for several minutes.He drooled over my leica. He did not remember my name but remembered the photos I took of him there and thanked me for them.I still feel like an idiot for not asking him to sign his book then. He leaves for Chad in a few days with his canon 1DMk2 which he says he hates but uses for asigments. He wet prints his own prints.
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