My Art

this page is a collection of art i've made - some photography, some drawings, a bit of writing.

i don't really consider myself much of an artist but i am trying to learn to be one.

here are some links to the different sections:

Writing

i'll be adding more to this page as i create more things :)

Photos

photography is a small hobby of mine. i'm not good at it by any means (my only equipment is my phone and my only skill is. uhh none) but i enjoy it, and occasionally i'll end up with a photo i'm proud of. this page is a collection of those rare photos!

i took this on a walk in jaffa - i had encountered this lovely kitty and after some light petting, it stood facing the skyline like this, and i mean, how could i *not* take a photo?

i'd recently figured out a new setting on my phone camera that gave my photos high enough definition to make the moon visible, and this was one of the first photos i took taking advantage of that. i think this one works quite nicely in black & white as well:

i'm quite proud of this one! i was taking a walk close to sunset and trying to find cool ways to capture the light and this happened. it's the back of a yield sign if that wasn't clear

took this one a looong time ago, on my trip to london. i didn't really consider photography a hobby of mine at the time, but i took an absurd amount of photos on that trip and i did try to make them look nice, and this is probably my favourite of them. there's something about the composition here that i'm still happy with years later

the next two photos are of my cats, they both have black & white versions too because i think they look nice

this last winter i got fascinated with puddles and the way they reflect the sky. i took a lot of pictures of puddles trying to capture their magic, and i don't think i quite succeeded, but i did get this happy accident of a photo when a bird walked onto the puddle just as i was about to give up on this particular puddle

i also fell in love with snails this past winter, they always come out when it rains and they're such lovely little critters. i took this photo while walking around looking for snails, and tried to compose it to make it look like this little guy is on some kind of epic journey. he'll get there one day!! (i think i could've taken this at a better angle to make the snail easier to see but oh well)

i noticed the moon perfectly positioned and had to take a photo. this was close to christmas time and it reminded me of a xmas tree :)

noticed this broken light on a walk and i thought the nationalist iconography paired with the state of disrepair was somewhat symbolic (i am very anti nationalism lol). made a black & white version of this too:

Drawings

i have no idea what i'm doing when it comes to drawing, but sometimes i enjoy playing around with it.

my stuff is mostly inspired by graffiti - it's mostly lettering and shapes and colours. this is a collection of the drawings i've made that i feel somewhat happy with.

this one is a sign i made for the protests against the attacks on gaza.

(if it wasn't visually clear enough this is in fact trying to say that boys should be allowed to cry :P)

Writing

i don't write much, but occasionally i'll get an idea i really want to do something with, and often i just don't have the technical skills to make it into anything other than plain text.

in these cases i'll usually write it as some kind of poem, prose, or short story - i don't really have any skills in making these things either, but i figure it's better than not making anything at all :)

Prose: If the Universe Knew

They say the universe is cruelly indifferent. But the universe knows only of electrons and protons and light. It doesn’t know pain. It doesn't know grief. Can one be cruel without knowing of suffering?

Maybe if the universe knew, it would cry. Maybe it would hug us all, impossibly tight and warm, and say sorry. Try and make it all better. I hope the universe doesn’t feel too guilty. I hope it knows of joy, too, and of how much joy it brings us every single day. I hope it knows what I feel when I look up at the stars.

If it doesn’t know that feeling,

isn’t that the cruelest thing of all?