Sunday, 16 February 2014

The Bezalel Academy of Arts and Design, Jerusalem

Welcome to Bezalel Art School- this institute completely took my breath away from the moment I first stepped inside. From the second that I received my student card to the instant that they called to us as 'Bezalel Art Students' my appreciation of being a part of this elite academy has only grown. Here is a small and rather unjustifiable peak into the walls, halls and windows of Bezalel Academy of Art and Design, Jerusalem.

View from the window of the corridor on the seventh floor. 

 Panoramic view of Bezalel Academy 

 The main entrance to the building.  

 Incredible art supply store on campus. 

 The cafeteria and the mouthwatering selection of salad toppings from the 'Milk' section. 

 Relaxing courtyard between Bezalel Academy Campus and the Rothberg International School Campus. 

 The view from my art studio. This within itself can be an inspiration for a whole series of artworks. 

 Artworks lining the walls of the Screen Based Arts department. 

 The Ceramic studio. 

 The Fashion Department's showcase. 

The striking exhibition spaces within the Academy. These are going to start filling up with the start to the new semester. 

Various walls of the Academy, containing various artworks, belonging to a variety of students. 

 The sky was as blue as blue can be, with not one cloud in sight. Oh, the Yerushalayim sky. 


And now… I am about to start off my semester with Bezalel Academy of Arts and Design, Jerusalem. 

Wednesday, 12 February 2014

Five Hours. Two Feet. One Girl in Yerushalayim.

And this...was my day...

 Finishing off with Ulpan and therefore writing an exam this morning I was up to an early start. Once that was all done with, I then proceeded to take the light-rail into the centre of Jerusalem. The next series of events happened in this sequence:

1) I spent two hours in the Old City of Jerusalem- one of them was spent sitting at the Western Wall contemplating my time spent here (so far) in Israel as well as just taking in every moment as a complete blessing.

2) Once outside of the Old City I took a sharp right and began my exploration. I found myself in an unknown neighborhood with unique street lamps lining the streets and even more unique looking people wondering around. I there discovered the most magnificent courtyard, full of fountains all decorated in mosaics and red rosebushes wherever I looked.

3) While walking down another street I looked up and saw the most beautiful angle of the sun on a tree. Just as I took a photograph, a man leaped out of a car and came up to me and told me that no photographs are allowed there as it was the American Consulate. I was asked to delete the photograph- once he took a look at it, I was allowed to keep it.

4) After my naive espionage, I found myself in a quaint neighbourhood with the most delightful looking coffee shops.

5) Two hours after my Old City adventure I was still making my way around Jerusalem on foot. Stopping past the Prime Minister's house, glorious fruit shops, mouthwatering bakeries, alternative art stores and every so often an art gallery.

6) Five hours later and I was on my way back home, only to walk into my apartment and view the most golden and eye-catching sunset.

Thank you, Yerushalyim, for displaying inexplainable beauty no matter where one sets their feet. 

Tuesday, 11 February 2014

Israel Song Of The Week

 'Mitsta'er'- by Israeli artist Eyal Golan. 

Midnight Stroll Through The Old City Of Jerusalem

This late night walk, together with a special friend of mine, forms the most extraordinary memory. The Old City of Yerushalayim contains a certain presence that is indescribable- it is a presence that fills a human's soul. It is this presence that I find myself craving on a daily basis. I have come to see that I have travelled to the Old City often in the past few weeks - more often than expected - and I have realized that this is due to my inability to believe that I am now living so close to such a powerful place. The Western Wall and these walks through the Old City of Jerusalem, at various times of the day, are two of the things that I hold so dear to my heart.

Golden All Over 

 Icy Nights and Icy Drinks 

The Moon Shining As Bright As Ever Above A Synagogue 

 Friendship At The Western Wall- no stronger bond. 

Myself in the Old City 

 A Midnight View Of The Kotel (Western Wall) 

 My thought one week ago: "How special would it be to see a white dove at the Western Wall"
Two days later; I see not only one, but two, white doves there. These small miracles are evident wherever you go and with whoever you meet in this holy land. 

 I Can Forever Stand There and Absorb the Presence 

 The Happiest Smile I Own: My 'Jerusalem' Smile


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