When my mind is moody
When my mind is moodyMy spirit so gloomy
All I offer is a frownWhere leaves are brown
Flowers are all driedEarth is...
Paintings
Canvas Prints
Words from the Artist
Flying to Orlando
I’m on the plane flying to Orlando one fine summer day back in ’04, when a tall Irish American Catholic man sits do...
Letter to a friend
My dear friend, I'm happy to hear that you plan a visit to Eretz Yisrael for the summer, I wish you to have a great...
My window on the 4th floor
I’m standing next to the soda machine getting ready to buy a can of Fresca, and something in the corner of my eye s...
Living the Prophecy
I grew up in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, New York, and attended the Spinka and then the Satmar cheder there. While in S...
Winter 2017 in Jerusalem
So far, this winter has been very moderate for me. Very few days with real cold air that might remind me of the NY ...
We Have No One to Rely On, But Our Father in Heaven
It now became a daily routine of hearing the news: here another stabbing, a car ramming attack, and more attempted ...
A multitude of prayers at the Kotel
I am very thankful to Hashem for being able to pray at the holy Western Wall, the Kotel Hamaravi.
The Talmud says t...