Summer is almost here

And I love the summer.

Though it is going to be super hot, everyone here says so.

Five months ago, I got rid of 70% of my “stuff”, sent the rest by boat to my parents and left my apartment in Jerusalem feeling a bit unsure about a lot of things related to the past, the future, and the present.

I am still a bit unsure about things, but I am working on thinking less about the past, not worrying about the future, and most definitely enjoying the present.

Because I made it to Japan, but more importantly, I took off for another adventure.

The postmen here call me “Peregu” and it’s a refreshing identity. I look at the envelope they handed to me, it’s from the bank account I just opened or the phone company I just joined. Everything is in Japanese, it makes me slightly nervous. Then I look at my (hebrew) name written in Katakana; it’s funny and different. And I like it.

Tokyo University of Foreign Studies is where I am studying the Japanese Language until September. Then, I will move on to a totally different part of Tokyo. Everything will be new again: my university, where I will be living, where I will go to get groceries, the people I will meet and encounter.

There are some unknown obstacles ahead. Sometimes my head is full of questions of how things will be like. But I am learning to count on myself. It will be ok.

And more importantly, I am here now. On this part of Tokyo for the time being. And I go to my university every day. Sometimes, I almost forget that around it, there are some very nice places I should indulge in before life goes on.

TUFS is located at the depths of residential Western Tokyo: Neighborhoods, parks, locals who really like to grow cucumbers in their gardens. They are very surprised to see me walking around. I can relate.

It’s quiet. Peaceful. Foreign to me.

Crazy Tokyo itself, The City with no ends, is looming just a short train ride away. But I like being a bit far from it. Close enough to reach, far enough to withdraw.

Some photos from a walk I took after uni today.

 

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Heading to Tokyo

After three months in the US, I landed back in Israel for three weeks. I have been moving around a lot during these past weeks! Visiting relatives, staying in different homes, and being asked, again and again, where am I living nowadays? and what is going on?

When I say that I am moving to Japan people are astonished, and so am I.

I cannot believe this is actually happening. Yes, I have been dreaming of moving to Japan, but I am also feeling blissful in front of such a big change in my life. By now, I am quite experienced with drastic changes, moving countries, saying goodbyes and starting over. My life has been full of this for the past decade. It is hard. It can be frightening and emotionally draining at times. But I came to love it.

I am not entirely sure why. I think it has to do with feeling fresh, or simply alive. The search for finding myself, yet again, in a new place, rediscovering basic needs, often helps me reach a sense of inner stability.

Ok that’s nice, but why did I come back to Israel and now I am heading to Japan?

(And my connection is in Paris, by the way)

As a MEXT Scholarship recipient from Israel, my flight to Japan was booked for me by MEXT (which is amazing) from Israel to Japan. My entire application procedure for the scholarship was from Tel Aviv. Which meant back and forth trips to the Embassy from Jerusalem (where I lived) over a year-long period. It was a long process.

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I have to say that I am super impressed by the Japanese people who work at the embassy and speak fluent Hebrew. Which brings me to… I will have to work hard on my Japanese.

I am landing straight into a six months period of language school. I did study Japanese in the past. But Japanese is very very difficult and I haven’t used it in four years.

I have to be in school the morning after I land. I’m excited to be a student again! I hope I remember how to.

I am going to be so jet-lagged haha Wish me luck 🙂

 

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Community Garden in Givatayim

 

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The Valley of the Cross, Jerusalem

 

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Tel Aviv Beach

 

 

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Arts Letters & Numbers

I began 2019 arriving at Arts Letters & Numbers, a multidisciplinary artist in residency program in Averill Park, NY. In other words, I entered a snow forest, just far enough away from the bustling world.
We live in a big house: a weather-beaten, hilltop mansion that used to be all sorts of things in the past hundred and fifty years. Now, it is a creative home to fine artists, architects, dancers, musicians, and people who do a little bit of everything. The residents here change and shift all the time. Some come for a week, others for a month. 
My main goal coming here was to take some time away, in a very different environment than the one I had in Jerusalem. Living and working in Jerusalem for the past few years, I almost turned away from my artistic passions. I never stopped thinking about art, creating some and looking for it everywhere.  But there are some essential elements that lead to producing art and some of them are community, space and time. I am finding them here in ALN, and I will continue following them when I leave here, too. 

Sometimes you need to step far away from a place in order to get a fresh view on it or reflect upon it. I am processing my time in Jerusalem while here in the snow: through visuals, writings, and conversations with people.




In the beginning, I had some emotional moments emerging from the change of atmosphere or dwelling over past experiences. Those moments tended to happen after I had a glass of wine…

I think a large part of my core will always stay in Israel. But as I grow older, I learn to enjoy the places I am in and the company of those I am with at the given moment. I also think it is, to some extent, thanks to my core being more defined and stable than it used to be.

What I like the most about being here is all the people I get to meet in such a short amount of time. It reminds me of college 🙂 which I missed, social wise. 








Winter is rough here. I think I have never experienced a colder winter. There is a short walk between the house and the studio building. Which means I always HAVE to wear two layers of pants and many more layers above my waist.

Sometimes my brain turns off in the middle of the day because I am cold, it only comes back after a hot shower.