When I first started taking photos, my dream was to capture prim little girls in white dresses; little did I know that my journey would lead me to something much greater. I have been taking pictures ever since I could hold a camera; I remember my cousin and me, one summer day, bringing my little baby brother outside and making him pose. I always loved looking at ads and professional photographs, and when my mother decided to buy a proper camera, I had all I needed. I basically taught myself, as many photographers do, by watching videos and asking friends. I specifically have to thank Daniella Stern, Batchen Parsons, Malky Hankin and Sara Dunkan for all their advice and tips. Professionally, I began by doing typical family photos for clients. But when my family moved to Eretz Yisrael, my photography changed, too.
I was in a new country and had to build up a clientele from scratch, and while I was marketing and spreading my name, I picked up my camera for something else. Walking around Eretz Yisrael, there are so many sights and moments that I wished I could bring my friends and family to see. Moments I wanted to save and share. That I wanted to freeze. Inspirational moments that touched my heart. Finding new elements that were culturally infused. I had my camera on the streets with me and, all of a sudden, I was able to share these moments with the world. I was able to snap my perspective and show it to others. I would go on walks and snap special Israeli moments like the bustle of Erev Shabbos shopping at Geula or a little chasidishe boy davening at Kever Rochel. The more I captured, the more I saw in this land steeped in Torah and beauty.
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