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This was the last but not least trip with death proof, that luckily had insurance so we could go to wakiki, i decided to try my canon range finder, we had so much problems that i though the film was gone, but this is the invisible.

I think this was definitely the first experimental narrative photo exercise i did as a starting to be a grown up person, Out of all the break trough moments of my childhood discovering photography and the wonderful world of the captured imagination, this particular one i don’t remember, and don’t really know what made me go on this kitchen excursion documenting all his contents, i can only assume that it was 1993 but actually it can be from 1992-1995, i was trying to find evidence for the exact year, but i could not really come up with a lot of information that would lead me to an exact year, all i know is that it cant be before 1992 cause we already had our gas mask waiting for us and opened, i wouldn’t think it was during that year cause our ´bonker´ at the time of the war was actually more adequate for passing a long period of time there that it seems in the photos, I also imagine that it cant be after 1995 cause we still had some Gordons dry jin and Grants whiskey stored in the drawer, my grandfather was the only one drinking when he was coming on a visit from Canada, i think around 95 he had to stop drinking.. as for the coca cola, 5 types of kelloges mayonnaise salad, detergents… there were always be there..

It has been a long time since I was blogging and the truth is I am a bit nervous, well first you have to promise that you come back, because at the moment there is a bit to see, you can pass by here whenever you feel like it, just add it to your bookmark toolbar and there I am so close by.

So because this is a Blog and in a way its kind of a personal diary, where day to day action and thoughts are being archived chronology in time i will post here the last thing that i was doing, the other day after a long time i walked inside a darkroom, i had some old slides that i found (yes, i have this strange capacity to find other people worlds captures trough images, just thrown away, waiting for me to pick them up and make them alive again) i don´t even remember where it was, somewhere in Israel for sure.

I developed only some, I still have to go back for some more dark moments (or maybe better say red moments). I will keep you updated, for sure.