Travel
Israel 2010 Sea of Galilee
It is no secret that for me that the most special place in the world is The Sea Of Galilee (The Kinneret) situated in Northern Israel. This area has everything one could want. Scenic beauty, natural phenomena and ancient history embracing both the Jewish, Muslim and Christian faiths.
We usually go to the Kinneret to chill out but I also enjoy the water skiing, horse riding, windsurfing, swimming in both the fresh water of the Kinneret and numerous swimming pools at hand. To add to all of this, I can really relax in the hot springs just outside Tiberias, like the ancient warriors used to do. Perhaps my favourite spot is Ma’Agan, the immaculate holiday village with peacocks strolling around the acres of lush tropical gardens, and the white coated private chalets with views to greet you over the Kinneret each morning.
When in the North this is where family Allsuch usually stay and when the music takes me, my creative genes can explode. At Passover I seized the opportunity to create two short photographic essays. After concluding my work, using a neat little Samsung NU8 digital, I realized the camera lens had been built by Scheidner Kreuznach. I looked to the heavens with amazement.
These were the same manufacturers who made the lens on my first camera, my beloved Voigtlander Vito B 35mm that I borrowed, and finally kept courtesy of my late father some 47 years ago. Myself and my Voigtlander in those days were quite inseparable whilst I learnt my photographic trade and I then moved up to a 2 ¼ square Rolleiflex.
The private beach at Ma’Agan is discreetly tucked away and the sight of two lonely yellow pedlo’s got me clicking. They reminded me of a painting by Alain Bertrand, the French American pop artist that I once nearly bought. I was strolling by Hampstead’s Catto Gallery a while back and viewed a wonderful painting of a yellow sea plane off a jetty with a deep blue lake in the background. I tried to buy the painting there and then, but the gallery owner advised me that the painting had been brought the day before by a Parisian collector. Quelle domage.
Now instead of an Alain Bertrand, I have a variation of the theme by Barry Allsuch. I’ve also mixed in some unusual beach shots to complete my essay.
