It has been said, by more than just a few people, that wherever I go, strange events follow. I honestly don't know if it has always been like that, but I do remember when I first became aware of it. It was September 10th, 2001 when I returned home late at night to my apartment in New York city after traveling. Well, technically it was not until the next day that I realized how strange it was to come back at exactly that time.
A couple years later, as my plane touched down in Thailand the Tsunami hit. And a few hours after I arrived in Anbar Province, just outside of Fallujah, that one of the worst suicide bombings happened in the building I had just decided not be in. I had just left Haiti when the earthquake struck. Am I forgetting some others?
So it was really no surprise to arrive to Israel/Palestine a week and a half ago and wake up the next morning to find the Old City of Jerusalem covered in snow. According to locals it happens once or twice a decade, so of course I was excited to go out and take a couple of shots. I will share my main project which I shot in the West Bank in the coming months.
Praying at the Western Wall in Jerusalem during the snow storm
Celebrating the snow in front of the Western Wall
A bird flies in the snow above the Old City
A cat ponders its next step in one of the Old Cities back alleyways
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