We call it balagan in Hebrew. A mess. My mother calls it the life of an artist. Brushes and paint everywhere. When she wasn't painting, she was cooking or baking. Always a flan in the oven, enough for us and anyone who wanted to join.

I grew up in 4 countries and more houses then I can count, but always with the same balagan, surrounded by creativity, food, family & friends.
 

These things are still an indispensable part of my life and I have made creativity my work. Not with a brush, that soon proved unsuccessful but with a camera.
I have been photographing life for 11 years now. I play with light, colors and shapes. Capturing the day a new family starts their own balagan.