The huge blot on the Tel-Aviv skyline that is the Shalom Tower; yes that functional, grey block at the northern end of Hertzl street which stands where the original Herzliyah Gymnasium once stood, is definitely not a thing of beauty. The expression "it's what's on the inside that counts", however, is certainly applicable to this Tower, as within its walls it houses a couple of rare Tel-Avivian treasures.
Two beautiful, large mosaics adorn the walls of the ground floor. The first by renowned Israeli artist Nahum Gutman illustrates the development of Tel-Aviv in four stages from its foundation through to its establishment as a major Israeli city.
The second, titled "Tel Aviv-Jaffa, The Second Generation" by artist David Sharir, a native Tel-Avivian, depicts the foundation of the combined city through some of the well-known characters that played a part in its development, though you'd have to be very knowledgeable to succeed in identifying them by eye.
Even though this mosaic depicts the Tel Aviv-Yafo of an earlier generation, I found that things haven't really changed that much over the years. I mean, you still have,
Arsim on the beach:
And your frechot:
Vaniglia or Iceberg:
Tight security, always:
Altesachen! Nice:
Gay pride:
Arab builders:
Horses in Jaffa:
Artists:
Beach life; matkot and surfing:
Brezlev guys partying:
And last but not least, unemployed bums just killing time:
Next time you pass by the Shalom Tower, pop in a take a look - you won't regret it.
Ma Koreh Anashim!
From the far east to the middle, from Mount Fuji to our own "Hill of Spring", Avy is back by popular demand, as some of you jokers somehow got the impression that i'm here to amuse you. Well I'm still jobless! D'you think that's funny?
And until such time as some poor soul reluctantly agrees to employ me, I'm on unemployment benefit and on the loose in Tel-Aviv, seeking out creative and interesting alternatives to doing absolutely bugger-all, not including, of course, presenting myself at the unemployment office every Thursday morning; well it's a reason to get out of bed I suppose.
So for the purposes of providing you with some light entertainment my dear, loyal followers, in the coming weeks - maybe even months, who knows - I'm gonna try and milk Tel-Aviv for all it's worth at as little cost as is humanly possible. What? Did you think I'm a Frier or something? It's gonna be Achla-Sababa and Haval al ha zman!
And until such time as some poor soul reluctantly agrees to employ me, I'm on unemployment benefit and on the loose in Tel-Aviv, seeking out creative and interesting alternatives to doing absolutely bugger-all, not including, of course, presenting myself at the unemployment office every Thursday morning; well it's a reason to get out of bed I suppose.
So for the purposes of providing you with some light entertainment my dear, loyal followers, in the coming weeks - maybe even months, who knows - I'm gonna try and milk Tel-Aviv for all it's worth at as little cost as is humanly possible. What? Did you think I'm a Frier or something? It's gonna be Achla-Sababa and Haval al ha zman!
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