Claire

Taking my old musical love out of the case I have trapped it in for so many years, I found a new love for Jewish folk music. Of course my rusty clarinet fingers aren't even close to holding a klezmer melody, but with enough fiddling I'm sure I'll get... closer. Shock and awe, I am a Jew; why else would I be so often battling feelings of guilt and anxiety and adore stand-up comedy? Let that be a reminder; wishing for Israel to treat Palestinians with full rights and freedom doesn't mean I hate my cultural background. How'd you think this would sound; a klezmer-dabke fushion?

P.S. I've been working on animations and such, so that's a sorry for not posting so often... I'll get some photographs of some paintings I did this summer up and about soon!

Honesty

This mountainous moment in my life is fully documented. I am allowed the out-of-body experience of watching it happen from every angle. Apparently some new footage proves I was lying; apparently other footage shows me directly getting hit and a Ha’aretz reporter who claims I was targeted. I can’t watch either video. Sometimes, I can’t believe it happened. I’ve gotten used to the new face in the mirror. But I wonder what they claim I was lying about. Was I lying about spending a week in the hospital, barely able to move, my jaw wired shut, an indented fracture in my skull, not a word of apology from Israel, coming to terms with the compressed visual world I would now view through for the rest of my life?



I have become a minor symbol of solidarity and the occupation, and for this, people are interested in me. I never expected my first shot at recognition would be shrouded in scandal. Sitting underneath our basement staircase in my childhood studio, I dreamed of becoming a great artist. I want to go to this next place where I feel work and love flowing out of me. I want to create commercial art with soul. I want to become a “subjective journalist” - an illustrator traveling, experiencing, remembering, and communicating. But whatever I do, however am perceived, I am an artist. It is in the core of my being.

Animation Teaser

I'm looking for a musician/sound designer in New York City with a playful narrative sense to collaborate with me on my animations; I have one old old film that simply needs sound, and I'm working on a new exciting, albeit disorganized film and I'd like the sound to be truly integrated with the piece. I don't have any money; I'm asking for collaboration on a work I can really see going places.



Please send me an e-mail at thirstypixels@gmail.com with "sound" in the subject.

Thanks!

My name in Arab-esc:

Google thinks the words most associated with my name are, "facebook, blog, new york times, jewish, youtube, washington post, video, cnn, 21, eye." It clearly doesn't know me, but it does know something happened.

Stormy 2

or: Dad, 1789