Omri

Just got back from a two-week visit to see some family and friends and attend my sister’s wedding.

Weather was quite hot and humid but somehow I partially enjoyed that. And I was reminded yet again of how vibrant Israel (and particularly Tel Aviv) is, with eateries and bars open late and people out for a stroll on avenue paths long after most other cities settle down for the night.

I can’t quite live full-time in Israel but I love it so.

I really want to go to the beach in Tel Aviv, now that spring and summer are upon us (as it’s been said, there’s no spring in Israel, only winter and summer :) so it’s summer there now.)

Oh, man, I miss living so near a real beach. Israel is pretty much California but with the New York cosmopolitan style.

After attending the Seattle Erotic Art Festival in ‘05 and falling head over heels with the whole shindig, I made a solemn vow to submit something for the next year’s iteration. Guess what? I got in and sold my first and only serious piece of art at the ‘06 event’s auction. It was a series of four photographs paneled together (originally created as a year-end project for my freshman year of film school) and though it didn’t fetch anything high by artistic standards, it fared better than I expected (read: priced) it to.

Somewhere in Chapel Hill, NC bold images of my naked flesh hang in the living room of a fellow art and sex enthusiast. She will forever count as my first patron.

Thanks ConWorks (and, to a much larger degree, Wet Spot) !