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The Jewish Student
I met the Jewish Student a few months after Matti died – in a room on the second floor of a New York brownstone facing 11th Street.
We wanted to create a kinetic façade fueled by humans and choreographed by their action. A canvas of everyday life translating the energy, diversity, and individuality of a New York street into an image on the face of a building.
The Suitcase of Conscience
Some say that the deer are so afraid of the TAIY’Z [the narrow opening] from which they run towards their death that they even see it in their dreams.
The military helicopter has always raised fear in me. Its whole appearance speaks of war: to bring death, to destroy, to break.
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