Have decided to reinvent myself. Cut the 'I am unemployed"crap. I am now "between projects". It''s more empowering.
Basically I consult on corporate communications to IT companies which tends to see me working on a lot of web, PR, media and marketing-related projects.
I recently made contact with a foreign correspondent who works for a number of the major UK-papers and we may be working on some stories in Gush Katif, a Gaza settlement. I am looking at documenting life there, prior to, during and after the disengagement.
Now I'm at home, soaking up the sun, listening to cool tunes on my iPOD [Buscemi, Wiliam Orbit, etc], eating chocolate ice cream and generally chillin. May go cycling down to the beach later on. I bike a lot.
My girl and I just got back from Har Meron. We went to a festival, mainly attended by the religious, who bring their kids to get their hair cut on Lag B'Omer. Young religious boys only have their hair cut when they are 3 years old. So we went to check it out.
Still digesting THAT trip. It was like a trance party but without the drugs. Was a bit hectic at times [nearly got into a fight with a bunch of intolerant, religious fundamentalists who were heckling Orly once too often - I had a fight club moment], but we did enjoy camping out in the forest under the pine trees.
Basically I consult on corporate communications to IT companies which tends to see me working on a lot of web, PR, media and marketing-related projects.
I recently made contact with a foreign correspondent who works for a number of the major UK-papers and we may be working on some stories in Gush Katif, a Gaza settlement. I am looking at documenting life there, prior to, during and after the disengagement.
Now I'm at home, soaking up the sun, listening to cool tunes on my iPOD [Buscemi, Wiliam Orbit, etc], eating chocolate ice cream and generally chillin. May go cycling down to the beach later on. I bike a lot.
My girl and I just got back from Har Meron. We went to a festival, mainly attended by the religious, who bring their kids to get their hair cut on Lag B'Omer. Young religious boys only have their hair cut when they are 3 years old. So we went to check it out.
Still digesting THAT trip. It was like a trance party but without the drugs. Was a bit hectic at times [nearly got into a fight with a bunch of intolerant, religious fundamentalists who were heckling Orly once too often - I had a fight club moment], but we did enjoy camping out in the forest under the pine trees.