The story of Israel and Palestine has many parts to it, many sides, and an entire encyclopedia of stories and feelings.

What we all have in common is finding ourselves as bodies in the middle.

Despite being an American Jew on the other side of the world when October 7th happened, despite not having immediate friends and family killed, my nervous system and narrative of the world shook on that day and for months after in a way it never had before. I was not alone.

There have been so many bodies caught in the middle shaking violently these past two years, sitting with so much:

- The direct violence of slow and fast deaths, bombings, raping, slaughtering, starvation

- The systemic violence: the oppression of voices, the silencing, the kidnapping

- The more removed but just as painful violence of accusations, ostracization, and hard-heartedness of neighbors, friends, colleagues, politicians, writers, and influencers around the world

And we have had quite the stew for our bodies to sit in. To try to piece ourselves and the world back together.

In a society that wants to pick sides, wants to claim victim and oppressor and good and bad, this gallery show is about the reality of just about all of us: bodies caught in the middle, sitting with the complexity and horror and hope of what is. Trying to figure out the next right step to take, despite our smallness.

The viewer is invited to come sit in the humility of this mess, taking in the thoughts and imagery of one Jewish body these past two years as it grapples with the information coming at it from all sides. 

The hope is that through sitting with it all, we may come to something, if not to each other.

Below are images created during the past two years. Clicking on each one will also include dated sections from my newsletters I sent out during that time as I processed it all.