The Writer
On The Writer
I was born in June 1983, in a small green valley town in the Upper Galilee, Kiryat Shmona, Israel.
I am the eldest daughter of my parents. My parents were born in the 1950s and 1960s.
My mother was born in Israel, and her parents were immigrants who came in the late 1940s.
My grandmother - was born in Kuwait, and my grandfather - in Iran.
My father was born in Morocco and also immigrated to Israel with his family at an early age.
I remember my childhood clearly, under the Naftali Mountains and near the Jordan River, we used to enjoy the outdoors, a warm, big and colorful family, growing to the sounds of then-and-now, various languages, authentic foods that are full of joy and flavors to delight every palate.


Town had several of elementary schools and one high school.
During these years, and with the birth of my brothers and sister, we moved to several homes. They were all in the same town. A quiet and somewhat remote area, but often battered by war, we were forced to flee our homes, back and forth to stay alive.
Books have always been a part of my being, as the world of imagination and fiction - where everything can happen and change like a roller coaster of spirit - fascinate and fill every bit of me.
And so is the big world. Far continents, different languages, people, cultures, and views. This creation, so mysterious but candid, innocent and dangerous, happy and sad, ignited my heart and form my way in life. Being raised alongside nature and tranquility helped me to hear my inner voice.
High school, on the other hand, has never been practical. I didn't like to study in frames or templates. The content of the classes I was allowed to enter - bored me, the daily routine of school didn't fit my dream adventures. I am also for this to be held charge, for the wildness in me started to peep out in those days. I can only blame the Gemini. I did not come out with any diploma or honors from my high school days, except photos with my friends in the yard, smoking and laughing. The curriculum to which I was immersed was considered low, but the joy of life and humor - tremendous. That was a good enough reason to burn four years at this institution.
My childhood friends are still present in my life, and hopefully, they will be forever.


At 21, and with 400 euro's in my pocket, I boarded a plane for the first time in my life. Destination - Bilbao, Spain. Excited to see the world, knowing that I am at the beginning of a huge, unknown, intriguing, challenging journey, full of faith and most of all - a sense of self-fulfillment and an inexplicable being. It's me. All there.
And there, in fact, started the beginning of my adult and independent life, as I travel the world from country to country, working, managing businesses, vacationing, admiring cranes, cities, seas, and flights. Becoming the woman I am, falling in love, leading and been led, getting up and falling, making mistakes, and learning.
These are my nomad years in the different lands- along their length and breadth, beside spouse, friends, nomads, people of kindness, by myself, touching dangers, and sailing to safe shores.
Photos- Sharon Nesimian
For being such a talented creature, and for understanding my vision and adding extra of yours. I wouldn’t want it any other way.
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Hair &Makeup- Tslil Aziz Revach
Your hands made of gold and your flair was exactly what I've wanted. Thank you for being so professional, my cousin, and my friend.
Insta- tslil_aziz_revach
'Bat Yaar' Farm- Alex Amsalem
Thank you for being so flexible at the last minute, and for giving me the most wonderful vibe and energy. And obviously, for Moca, the best horse in the forest.
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Graphic - Shiri Saadia
Girl! You nailed it exactly how I wanted! Thank you for your graphic art, my cousin and my friend.
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