It has been said, by more than just a few people, that wherever I go, strange events follow. I honestly don't know if it has always been like that, but I do remember when I first became aware of it. It was September 10th, 2001 when I returned home late at night to my apartment in New York city after traveling. Well, technically it was not until the next day that I realized how strange it was to come back at exactly that time.
So it was really no surprise to arrive to Israel/Palestine a week and a half ago and wake up the next morning to find the Old City of Jerusalem covered in snow. According to locals it happens once or twice a decade, so of course I was excited to go out and take a couple of shots. I will share my main project which I shot in the West Bank in the coming months.
Praying at the Western Wall in Jerusalem during the snow storm