Twenty-eight straight hours of travel, from Jerusalem to Portland. At least there were some things to photograph on the plane.
Yeah, kid, I know. We all feel like that by now.
From Tel Aviv to London, there were many traditional (ultra-orthodox) Jewish families, and many, many children.
My seat-mate Ela. We talked at length about Israel, her life there, her family, the Arab-Israeli conflict, her 2 years in the IDF, school, safety, etc. It was helpful to get an idea of regular life in Israel. A sweet girl with a lovely accent. Of all the places I’ve taken portraits, this was the first on an airplane at twenty-some-thousand feet….