Color
I grew up in a vibrant community where everyone wore a "hippie" style, adorned with jewelry. It was part of the atmosphere. The people were colorful, Judaism was colorful—everything was alive and vivid.
In my work, I come from this place and return to it—a place where everything is vibrant, changing, and dancing.
When I studied visual arts, I found the academic approach felt alien to me. It was so far removed from my roots and my motivation to create and connect, that it froze me.
I remember a video art exercise where I simply didn't know where to start. My teacher suggested I borrow from a world I already loved. At the time, I was working at festivals doing body art, so I brought the makeup, the body, and that bold use of color into the video. The result was a piece I called Hide the Face. For the first time, I felt I had expressed something complete—something I truly loved. It was a burst of joyful color combinations, patterns, and creativity. It made me realize how deeply I am connected to color and material.
This is my rebellion. A rebellion of color against grayness and sadness.
