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This lack of marriage bothers my mother. As it always has. She likes to say “nokh vos darf men di ku koyfn az di milkh krigt men bekhinem”. To which I reply “besser ain ku in shtal aider tsen in feld”. Which roughly translates as “get married now” and “keep your knickers on, old lady”. She does not want us to live together. She just wants us to marry. She likes to point out that my older sisters never lived with their husbands before marriage. But then I point out that my younger sister lived with her wife long before they married. I wonder if I will have such narrow focus when I am a mother. My mother says I will. I don’t have any way to contradict that yet.

More Gomorrah Than Sodom

Once at the lake everybody was greeted and divided into groups. Spencer Tunick was on a ladder with a megaphone. I did not find that the most efficient way to direct the scene. Everything he said was in English and he had no interpreter. I don’t have a problem with English but if you are going to a non-English speaking country then you might want to bring along somebody who knows the language. We were told basically what would happen and advised not to drink the water. This particular lake is famous because it has one of the highest concentrations of salt in the world. Its name is literally Salt Sea. In English it is called the Dead Sea because no fish can live in that much salt. If you have to be told not to drink the water then you are probably not the sharpest spike on the rail.


I am 342nd from the left.
Not copyright Spencer Tunick

The Greens of Summers

© Davida Karol

Davida Karol died Friday. You may not have heard of her but I think she was one of the classiest old broads you could ever meet. She was mostly known as an artist, actor, photographer, writer. She never really gained much fame in any one medium but excelled at whatever she did. She painted landscapes, photographed politicians and normal people, translated Russian and Polish literature into Hebrew, played old ladies and grandmothers on TV. She is best known to art gallery owners as a stubborn old lady who would nag you until you showed her work. People who watch Israeli TV might not know her name but would recognise her as that old lady.