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Very pleased to be one of sixteen artists participating in the exhibit "Touched by the Holocaust" at the Synagogue for the Arts Gallery, 49 White Street in lower Manhattan, NYC. Opening May 19, 6-9 p.m. and open to the public through August 15, 2013. To enquire about viewing times please contact Lily at (212) 966-7141 or by email: lily@synagogueforthearts.org

I am very happy to be participating in the exhibit "Sexuality Spectrum" at the Hebrew Union College Museum in NYC. Open to the public from September 6, 2012 through June 28, 2013. http://huc.edu/newspubs/pressroom/article.php?pressroomid=2162

Saturday, June 15, 2013

Underground Tremors at Shelter for Art: Women ON the Wall


Lea Laukstein, "Self-Portrait" concrete and flooring 45.5 cm X 45.5 cm
Lea Laukstein, "Self-Portrait" concrete and flooring 45.5 cm X 45.5 cm

Rarely does an art exhibit get as underground as this. Literally housed in a below-the-ground bomb shelter, the “Shelter for Art” Gallery (Miklat L’Omanut) is itself somewhat of an earth-shaker. Located in the midst of Mekor Baruch, it is an apparent anomaly in the midst of a predominantly haredi neighborhood contiguous with the ultra-orthodox neighborhoods of Geula, Meah Shearim, which continue along the “black belt” swathe of communities through Romema and beyond.

Not exactly where you would think of going on a gallery hop? Despite the stereotype that these communities are impervious to culture and artistic expression, this refuge (another facet of the word “miklat”) for artists and art lovers was founded by Ika Yisraeli (1931-2009), a bohemian artist who found his way into the typically insular world of strict religious observance. Brother-in-law to 70's heartthrob Israeli movie star turned Haredi rabbi, Uri Zohar, Yisraeli was an influential “returnee” to religious observance for more than 30 years and found himself without a comfortable setting to enjoy art exhibits, to exhibit his own works or for other religious and accomplished artists to exhibit their works. In 2001, he founded what he billed as the "the only Haredi (ultra-Orthodox) gallery in Israel, in the world, in history."

If you are thinking that this is a venue for exhibitions of dancing Hasidim and kitschy souvenirs, think again. This “under the radar” venue, has quietly held exhibits for 12 years including names well integrated into the mainstream art scene, such as Leonid Balaklav, Shaul Schatz, Yael Scalia, Hanna Doukhan, Motte Brim, Chana Goldberg and Rivka Peled, just to name a few and, if that were not enough, manages to also house a room for art instruction within the confines of a standard-sized municipal bomb shelter.

Adele Dahan, "Waterfall" oil on canvas 35cm x 40 cm
Adele Dahan, "Waterfall" oil on canvas 35 cm x 40 cm

The current exhibit is comprised of seven religious women artists who found each other in a project directed towards similarly-situated artists. Each were participants in an award-winning art initiative called “Studio of Her Own,” founded by Bar-Ilan University doctoral candidate, Zipi Mizrahi, which she started in order to make a bridge for the professional religious woman artist into the art world.

Talent alone does not an art career make. Mizrahi felt that the stresses on religious women artists to suppress their creative aspirations in favor of more practical pursuits, as their up-bringing often dictated, put these women at a strong disadvantage as they tried hurdling from their studies into the art scene- a particularly difficult transition for them to negotiate without a stronger support system.
Tamar Rotem reported in HaAretz here,
"Mizrahi sought to pique the ambition of the young women by giving them studio space for a period of two years, together with the professional support of working religiously observant female artists. MATI, the Jerusalem Business Development Center, put together a course designed to give them the tools to promote themselves to collectors and gallery owners."
Mizrachi’s initiative, beyond the nuts and bolts of acquiring the skills, place, time and upping their awareness of an art career seems to have also bolstered another aspect lacking for religious women artists: community. No more than 10 artists have been chosen to participate in each year’s program spanning two years, each with a degree from a professional level art school or demonstrated ability, resulting in close to thirty artists who have overlapped in its activities. Studio of Her Own has had four exhibits under its auspices since its inception over its short three year existence at The House of Quality, Barbur Gallery, Jaffa 23, and the 2012 Jerusalem Design Week. (In the name of full disclosure, I serve voluntarily on the Advisory Board of Studio of Her Own).
Haya Feirstein-Zohar, "Interior- Living Room 2" acrylic on paper 29.7 cm x 42
Haya Feirstein-Zohar, "Interior- Living Room 2" acrylic on paper 29.7cm x 42cm


The seven women in this exhibit took the initiative to organize this exhibit on their own and is an independent effort as a result of their finding each other (and, perhaps, themselves) through the wider opportunities of the program.

Rachel Radishkovich, "Seeing the Unborn" mixed media, 18 cm x 22 cm
Rachel Radishkovich, "Seeing the Unborn" mixed media, 18 cm x 22 cm


Drawing, painting, and etching served as the common glue adhering these particular artists together in this exhibit, whose works were selected by the in-house curator, artist Pnina Ramati Frank. She sees her role in selecting artists and exhibits as broader than that originally envisioned by founder Yisraeli. Frank says,
"I am showing artists whose work is appropriate for Haredi eyes, religious and secular and in-between. I’m trying to broaden the artistic language for the Haredi viewers, without offending, and hopefully creating a cultural bridge through art."

Avigayil Fried, "House Under Construction" oil on canvas 20 cm x 23 cm
Avigayil Fried, "House Under Construction" oil on canvas 20 cm x 23 cm

Julia Aaronson, Adelle Dahan, Avigayil Fried, Haya Feirstein-Zohar, Lea Laukstein, Rachel Radishkovitz and Yael Shimoni have combined to make this a varied viewing experience, and while nearly all the works shown are within the realm of representation, that is not necessarily their exclusive art focus beyond this exhibit. The art selected is a reflection of each artists’ own world, both the exterior landscape as well as some reflections from more inner thoughts. Straight-forward, without 'artspeak' jargon or agendas, the offerings are the result of individual searches and subjective viewpoints.

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Julia Aaronson, "Construction Leftovers" oil on canvas 20 cm x 20 cm

These are emerging artists in every sense of the word. They are certainly taking the first bold steps away from their teachers, taking themselves seriously as artists, stepping beyond the traditional roles expected of them by family and society.

Did the earth move for me? The Richter scale would not have registered an earthquake. However, the solid work evidences sincere choices and results in some pleasurable viewing. Presented in a stripped bare, accessible and approachable exhibit, the viewer will not miss the pretensions of some more mainstream gallery experiences, and the level of accomplishment will far surpass any preconceptions.

Yael Shimoni "Gate" offset print mounted on MDF 80 cm x 120 cm (detail from a series)
Yael Shimoni, "Gate" offset print mounted on MDF 80 cm x 120 cm (detail from a series)

When starting below the surface, up is the only way to go. This exhibit is sure to set off some ever-so slight tremors that will bring about shifts on the ground. Through June 23, 2013.

All images courtesy the artists.

Shelter for Art, 7 Yehuda HaMacabee Street, Makor Baruch, Jerusalem, hours 7 p.m.- 10 p.m. to confirm contact 

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This blogpost was originally published on Times of Israel here: 

http://blogs.timesofisrael.com/underground-tremors-at-shelter-for-art-women-on-the-wall/

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Blood, Sweat and Tears for the Long Haul

"Sole Flag Waver" © 2013 by Heddy Abramowitz
It is a sad day when the bond between America and Israel is a shared experience like senseless hate and violence.
We in Jerusalem know too well the fear, pain, anxiety and loss that come with an apparent act of terror like that which Boston just experienced in the marathon. Our thoughts and prayers go to the dead and injured and their families whose lives will never again be the same.

I say apparent, because this is still being investigated. But the Israeli in me, by now hardened with a certain cynicism regarding random very public acts of violence, senses what many would recognize as an eerie familiarity with the event.

The photograph I posted above is particularly significant to me and this subject because it was the site of a suicide bombing attack.  It is located in front of the Clal Center and across from my former studio on Jaffa Road.   That studio afforded me with much inspiration and a view of the city center that never ceased to interest me.   It also, being the city center, was the focus of a relentless campaign of terrorism during what is known as the second intifada.   During that time,  a suicide bombing took place at the bus stop just a few steps from the image in the photograph.  Close enough to shatter a window in our studio.   Another time,  the view included the rising smoke from the deadly bombing at the Sabarro Pizza  shop a little further down the street.

I often think that life in Jerusalem is like that sole flag waver, oblivious to his isolation as if the other paraders seem to have quietly disappeared.

And, perhaps not so coincidentally, it is Independence Day in Israel. We will celebrate our survival against all odds, if subdued by this event. Unlike others, according to the press after attacks of terror, we will not be passing out candy and shooting from the rooftops in celebration of violence.

Perhaps unwittingly, whoever is responsible for this tragic event, could not have picked a more symbolic event than the Boston Marathon. The birthplace of the American Revolution, the test of stamina, endurance, dedication and personal achievement. Whatever twisted goals may have existed in the mind(s?) of the perpetrator(s?), it will be these qualities that will persevere.

We are with you Boston, in pain, in loss, and in getting back up and dusting yourself off. We know.

Blood, sweat and tears. Another year on the frontlines. Chag Sameach, 65th Yom Ha'atzmaut.


"Israeli Flag and Flowering Garden  Pots with Hydrant"  © 2013 by Heddy Abramowitz



A slightly different version of this was first published on the Times of Israel here:

http://blogs.timesofisrael.com/blood-sweat-and-tears-for-the-long-haul/

Sunday, March 24, 2013

The Jewish Spring, Jerusalem Style


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Bernard Picart "Searching for Leaven" from "Ceremonies des Juifs" circa 1723-1743



Ask a Jew when the highest stress time on the Jewish calendar is, and the answer undoubtedly will be Passover .  Add to the spring  frenzy of house-cleaning and changing kitchenware, grocery orders, and extra preparations, and throw in the unusual wrench of a rare U.S. Presidential visit to Jerusalem in the days before the chag (holiday), and you have a recipe for city-wide High Anxiety of Olympic proportions.  These preparations are replicated by the observant all over the world,  but somehow the concentration seems heightened in Jerusalem.
 

But, behind the high profile scenes, life for the residents of Jerusalem went on, despite traffic snarls, people unable to reach their homes even sometimes by foot, grocers, purveyors and caterers unable to deliver their orders to their customers in the days so close to the start of the holiday and other aggravations that were a backdrop to the holiday lead-in.  Actually,  I decided to be totally zen with the visit,  thinking of it as a snow day, Jerusalem style:  one day off for the rumor of snow, one day for the 3 inch accumulation, and one day off for potential icy streets, resulting in a 3 day holiday when no one is expected to show up for anything,  but without the freezing temperatures.  So,  thank you President Obama for the mini-holiday.
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David Roberts "The Israelites Leaving Egypt" 1830 oil on canvas 119 cm X 212 cm Birmingham Museum and Art Gallery

While art history is rife with artists who relay the tale of the Exodus from Egypt in their artwork, such as the above painting by the Scottish artist, David Roberts (1796-1864),   it is at the individual family's dinner  table that the story is retold from generation to generation in accordance with the Biblical commandment,
And thou shalt tell thy son in that day, saying: It is because of that which the LORD did for me when I came forth out of Egypt. (Exodus 13:8).
Art associated with the Passover holiday includes beautifully illustrated haggadot, which I discussed last year at this time here.  Of course the Seder plate, wine cups and special ritual objects all contribute to the specialness of the holiday meal,   and there are examples from all over the world that speak to the beauty and significance of this family event, such as this Pre-Expulsion seder plate from Spain from the Israel Musuem collections.

The  rites of spring as Passover (or Pesach) approaches take a decidedly local slant. There are many rituals worth noting in the approach to the holiday,  which fellow blogger Judy Lash Balint notes here.  I like to see and absorb the changes in the city on a street level.

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"Jewish Quarter Road, Old City, Challot for Sale Pre-Pesach" c. 2013 by Heddy Abramowitz

Long before the holiday arrives,  the stores organize themselves for cleaning out leavening.   Makolot (groceries),  such as in my neighborhood, may prepare by leaving the still permitted  Shabbat challah loaves available for purchase,  but out on the street, rather than on the newly cleaned shelves.

"Last Rugelach" c. 2013 by Heddy Abramowitz

Shoppers anticipate the last shopping for leavened products before the holiday, such as the popular yeast cake snacks in every shape and flavor.

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"New Garlic Braids" c. 2013 by Heddy Abramowitz

Ever a harbinger of spring, outdoor market Machaneh Yehudah's produce takes a lurch towards the new season's offerings.   Fresh almonds still in their soft outer green coating, strawberries by the heaps, and, of course, braids of fresh garlic, all compete for one's attention.

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"Almonds and Strawberries" c. 2013 by Heddy Abramowitz


The greens alone beg to be gathered up and given their due as they make their brief seasonal appearance,   fresh peas in the pod and new grape leaves beckoning.
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"Spring Greens" c. 2013 by Heddy Abramowitz

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"Buying Kosher for Pesach Nut Snacks" c. 2013 by Heddy Abramowitz

And the shopping lists only seem to continue to grow as everything, but everything, must be replaced by new products that are approved for the one week holiday.
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"Blossoming Tree in Nachlaot" c. 2013 by Heddy Abramowitz

While our minds are distracted with all that must be done,  we can be aware peripherally that the city is undergoing its own transition, shedding the greyer skies of winter to reveal  the fresher, airier light of a Jerusalem  spring revealed from within.

Pesach celebrates spring in all its forms. To renewal, to life.


This post was first published on the Times of Israel here:


 http://blogs.timesofisrael.com/the-jewish-spring-jerusalem-style/

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Is "Sexuality Spectrum" Good For the Jews?

"God - She Loves Everyone" 2012 Digital color photograph, 16 in. X 20 in. by Heddy Abramowitz (courtesy of the artist and HUC Museum)

If love makes the world go round then I guess that sex must be the fuel. Though certainly one of the most universal of bonds between human beings, at times it seems that vast cultural divides in our attitudes toward sex separate us wider than the parting of the Red Sea. Crossing through these waters safely is as fraught with tension as ever for members of the tribe.
In a rather courageous move, the Hebrew Union College Museum in New York has mounted an exhibit examining attitudes towards sexuality within Judaism, called "The Sexuality Spectrum" (see catalog here). The exhibit is housed in the Rabbinical College of the Reform movement, the stream that is regarded as the most liberal in its outlook. It is running for the course of the entire academic year.

In the name of full disclosure, I am one of the participating artists in the exhibit. And I am an Orthodox Jewish woman.

In all fairness, this will not really be an art review of the exhibit; it is inappropriate for me to review a show I am in. This will more closely be a kind of anthropological study of the art works I found that most affected me when visiting the exhibit, an orthodox voyeur out of her element.

Please understand that I am not the poster child for Orthodox women, some would describe me as “orthodox lite” (this is generally not a compliment) since I probably don’t dress too differently than the general public and do not cover my hair, but the observation of the Sabbath and holidays, kosher dietary laws and other aspects of orthodoxy, including a familiarity with the waters of the mikveh (ritual bath) have all been part of my personal practice. As an artist, I am also somewhat of an anomaly in the Orthodox world, though I find this to be less unusual than once.

Social activism was at the germination of the exhibit. Frustration and a sense of powerlessness propelled curator, Laura Kruger, to mount the current exhibit at HUC. In 2011, the NY State Legislature was voting on “The Marriage Equality Act.” When confronting her anger that other fellow human beings may be refused the right to marry, besides writing a donation check or showing up at a demonstration – she funneled that anger into amassing artwork for the current exhibit at HUC.

The movement for Reform Judaism, over the course of the past 40 years has taken upon itself a willingness to be inclusive of Jews of all sexual orientations - this despite a biblical quote which is understood to prohibit sex between men, as well as a discouraging attitude towards any non-heterosexual sex practice. Traditional Judaism only recognizes sexual activity between a man and a woman within the sanctification (kedusha) of marriage according to Jewish law, and there is a practice of sex separation during a woman’s monthly cycle considered a fundamental of marital life, as well as other limitations.

Kruger spent a year seeking out artwork that would address presumptions about gender, and chose works that provoke thought and challenge traditional Judaism. Avoiding the highly explicit or art that would be offensive to any of the streams of Judaism, she hoped to enable the open-minded and curious to view the exhibit and add to a more expansive conversation within Judaism. In my own experience, it would be an unusual free-thinker from the ultra-orthodox world that would consider the subject matter and exhibits appropriate for viewing, in a population not best known for breaking ranks over the controversial.

The curatorial premise behind the exhibit is that all sexual practices form a continuum of human behaviors and that heterosexuality is just one expression of this. When my work was accepted to be used in the exhibit, I really only had the vaguest idea of its parameters. The press release for the show’s August mounting appeared, announcing:
"The HUC-JIR Museum staff held numerous focus groups of artists, asking them to share their intimate feelings concerning their lives as LGBTQI in the community, including their faith-based experiences…. They shared their long years of concealment as well as the wrenching experience of ‘coming out;’ their relationships with family members, employers, and friendships that disintegrated; and the search for life-long partners."
I live in Jerusalem, geographically and culturally distant from the NY venue. I was not aware of these meetings, and further, I live in a city that, while there is certainly a gay community and some of its members are no strangers to me, people I admire and respect, it is a city which rarely wears its heart on her sleeve. Jerusalem is a fairly conservative city, in dress and in religious outlook, for Jews, Christians, as well as for Muslims. Holiness is to Jerusalem what baseball is to other cities. Not everyone is a fan, but you cannot be unaware of its presence.

I confess, the first thing I did when reading this quote from Kruger, was to Google the letters LGBTQI to find out the range the exhibit was covering. And, I had to ask myself, too, what does it say about me that I, as an orthodox woman, am participating in this exhibit that does not follow my stream of Judaism’s outlook and beliefs? Would I be sorry I had agreed to join in? It was with mixed feelings that I attended the October opening of the exhibit.

The Jewish Quarter in the Old City, where I have lived over three decades is no longer the pluralistic neighborhood that drew me to make my home here. A very small secular presence of families still exists amongst a large orthodox block. Though there are many stripes within the block, the distinctions are nuances known more to the residents than to outsiders who would see it as a monolithic unity of orthodox Jews living in the community comprised of 600 homes.


"Two One Way Streets" © 2013 by Heddy Abramowitz (corner of HUC Museum, NY, not in exhibit)

It was from this world that I crossed into the cultural milieu of the exhibit location, bordering the East Village of Manhattan. Exiting the subway, I passed names like Bleecker Street, Fourth Street, and other echoes of my early music heroes Bob Dylan, Simon and Garfunkel and others; I passed the NYU Law School campus near Union Square to the doors of the HUC Museum.

Typically for me, I was running a little late, and I arrived with the opening well underway, which eventually climbed to over 500 attendees. While no surprise in NY, it is far in excess of the more modestly attended openings one gets used to in Jerusalem. Size was not the only difference. A quick glance around made it clear that I was far from home. There were the expected kippah-wearing women, a phenomenon that, while not common, one does see occasionally in Jerusalem. There were also same sex couples clasped in hugs and intimacies that are very uncommon to see in public in Jerusalem, not to mention that any public displays of affection between heterosexuals are frowned upon in some religious circles. Long-skirted women, the  black suit white shirt and tie – worn as a uniform, men's beards and hats and women's wigs which are so ubiquitous in Jerusalem were notable in their absence.

The speakers included a dean of the HUC Rabbinical School, who introduced herself as a Rabbi and feminist. Her articulate remarks and demeanor were in my mind when I later saw the exhibits. Amongst them  was a photograph by Joan Roth, called "Gay Wedding" of a wedding between two women in a Jewish sanctuary; their joy was obvious. Jerusalem weddings are “same sex” only in the sense that the dancing or the dinner might be separated by a mechitza – a barrier to prevent social mixing of the sexes, designed to reduce temptations and ensure fidelity to one’s spouse, but definitely not a same-sex couple marrying. Permission to marry is entirely within the purview of the individual religious authorities; Jews needing the approval of the Chief Rabbinate, an orthodox body, whose authority is often criticized, even prompting a trend to wedding tourism to Cyprus since no civil marriage exists in Israel. By this time I knew that I was not in Kansas anymore, but in an environment that was sure to jiggle my comfort zones.

I returned another day to leisurely examine the exhibits by 57 international artists, in addition to collateral pieces culled from cartoons, magazines, and from other popular culture sources. In conversation with the curator, Kruger elaborated on her motivation to examine these controversial subjects through art. Referring to the caustic rhetoric surrounding the passing of the same-sex marriage bill in NY, she said,
"Prejudice and discrimination are blinding neon lights – no different than what the Nazis said about the Jews in 1938. What would be next?"
"Pansy Crucifixion" 1988, Color photographs, prismacolor, acrylic wash, ink, paper, 32 in. X 30 in. by Judy Chicago (Courtesy of Nyehaus Gallery and HUC Museum)

Indeed, the exhibit includes works which referenced Nazi persecution of homosexuals in World War II by Richard Grune, Estelle Yarinsky, Linda Soberman and Judy Chicago. Perhaps best known for her iconic installation, “The Dinner Party,” Chicago's 1979 installation shook up the art world by focusing on accomplished women through history in individual table settings based on a variation of the triangle- a symbol for the vagina. Here, in “The Pansy Crucifixion,” the triangle was used in a different context entirely, the pink triangle which was used in Nazi concentration camps to designate homosexuals, (much as the yellow star, a double triangle, designated Jews in the Nazi lexicon of dehumanization) and connected that symbol of shame to the AIDS illness that continues to afflict so many. The work includes three male bodies cramped within the triangular space, contorted in suffering but also, perhaps, alluding to gay love. The pansy flower visually echoes the sarcoma lesions of the illness and the pejorative insult used to describe gays, the various associations ringing sadly true. German Grune’s work, a 1947 lithograph, serves as testimony to his own incarceration as an “undesirable” homosexual under the Nazi regime.

Helene Aylon, a pioneering feminist artist, exhibits her piece which magnifies the biblical quote calling homosexual relations an abomination. This is one of the sources for Judaism’s position which prohibits homosexuality. From there, the exhibit investigates many artists’ approaches to the world of the forbidden, the marginalized and gender presumptions. With many works to ponder, the exhibit would benefit by a more spacious setting and more clear delineations for the groupings of subject matter.


"Ironing It All Out" 2011 Wood, paper, found objects 47 in. x 48 in x 20 in. by Lewis Cohen (courtesy of HUC Museum)


Some of the works which examine gender presumptions include Lewis Cohen‘s “Ironing it all Out” where domesticity is represented by the mundane act of women’s old fashioned manikin hands ironing a man’s shirt with apologetic and conciliatory phrases imprinted upon it. Stressing the anachronistic in his choice of wifely duties in these days of permanent press, Lewis' work does serve as a reminder of the traditional subservience of women in the home and the still relevant tensions of individual’s accommodations in marriage, sometimes sacrificing personal esteem at the altar of marital “success.”

"The Ladies Guild: Temptress" 2010-11, Paper-cut 10 ½ in. X 13 ½ in. by Jacqueline Nicholls (image courtesy of the artist and HUC Museum)

British Jacqueline Nicholls presents delicately executed paper-cuts in the form of doilies that once lined the platters at synagogue social events, and exemplified the only possible aspiration for female congregants in the all-male run synagogue of her youth: attractively presenting refreshments. On closer inspection, “The Ladies Guild: Temptress” is formed by various lace-like nude women hiding their body parts as they surround a rabbinic quote where a virgin is said to pray that she not lead men to sin. Never mind that any sinning would derive from the mind of the man, and that she is left feeling self-conscious about her young body and shame.


"4% of Us" 2011 Paper clay, found object, 3 in. X 23 in. x 13 in. by Andi Arnovitz (image courtesy of the artist and HUC Museum)(photo: Avshalom Avital)


Of particular interest to the Orthodox community should be the work by Israeli-American Andi Arnovitz,   “4 % of Us.” In this work, a tabletop vitrine is filled to the brim with multiple clay paper objects denoting tiny fetuses in utero. For Orthodox couples who scrupulously adhere to the practice of separation following a woman’s menstrual cycle, it is known that 4% of women cannot conceive since they ovulate during the prescribed time of separation. Arnovitz is anxious to have the rabbinic authorities adjust the strict interpretation of the law to take into account this avoidable loss to couples who seek to fulfill the biblical mandate to “be fruitful and multiply.” While the Orthodox may well identify with the injustice of this issue, and even agree with the artist that a new interpretation is warranted, will that sense of outrage carry over to other strict interpretations and injustices that this exhibit addresses?

With your indulgence, I will discuss my own works in this exhibit. After moving my studio to Nachlaot, my daily routine included traversing a neighborhood full of contradictions. At once both secular and orthodox, home to the down and out as well as to the upscale, it is an area that is grungy, eclectic and rich in off-beat treasures for a street photographer to mine. My four photographs which are shown document the debate that rocks around the Gay Pride Parade. Photographing found graffiti, which become visual “wall-flowers,” disappearing in the scatter of sprayed wall markings and the jumble of templates amidst neglected walls and corners, some of these spoke to me as deep truths. One, “God She Loves Everyone” seemed to flip our presumptions about the Creator, to whom we do not attribute a gender in Judaism, yet we usually refer to as male in Hebrew, a dual gender language. Probably men think nothing of this, yet this piece of graffiti causes pause in viewers as they consider the female verb choice and whether this resonates in a different, softer, perhaps more maternal way, putting the stress on the feminine attributes of God. Another, “I Am Proud To Be a Genetic Defect” shows the internalization of the vicious rhetoric hurled in the gender battles. And below, in "Hate Will Not Win" are two skirted stick figures, hand in hand, suggesting that same sex couples and human love will ultimately succeed over baseless hatred.

There were many works which addressed same sex attraction, including that of Kobi Israel in “Intimate Strangers,” an ex-pat Israeli and one of several Israelis participating in this exhibit, whose photograph "Akedah" graces the catalog cover. Unlike the U.S. Army, the Israeli army never had a policy of Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell, and, he notes that soldiers living as one sex together could find themselves in a circumstance that went beyond the homo social, or same gender living, such as one-sex dorms, to the homo-erotic where the joint living situation might arouse attraction, triggering identity questions in this most macho of settings. Israeli mainstream culture still employs the slang reference to gay men as “homos” without raising any eyebrows.

"My Maggie" 2000 Lithograph, etching 20½ in. X 23 ½ in. by Joan Snyder (courtesy of HUC Museum)


Some of the works addressed the desire for finding life-long relationships. Joan Snyder, a leading abstract expressionist painter, displays what the catalog describes as a " very personal print" in the frank search for the proper social reference for one's life companion, considering and rejecting each description or title  till simply arriving at the proper name in “My Maggie.”


"Erev Shabbat" 1993 Silver gelatin print 18 in. X 22 in. by Albert J. Winn (courtesy of HUC Museum)


Personally compelling was a photograph of a familiar domestic scene by Albert J. Winn. In “Erev Shabbat” we see the photographer staring into the camera from the living room sofa and the typical Friday night scenario of lit Sabbath candles and flowers in a vase are on the table behind him, a scene of domestic contentment. It is another man, rather than the traditional woman/wife/mother, who apparently has brought in the tranquility to the home that comes with lighting the candles, one of very few religious obligations that fall upon women. This scene prodded me to understand that just because one’s sexual practices cross accepted norms, the desire for the weekly rhythm of the renewal in the form of Sabbath observance may be seen as just as strong a need, and that, perhaps, there is no inherent conflict in that. I couldn't help but think: as it should be.

Once one accepts that all are “created in God’s image,” and acknowledges that people are born with different physical attributes built into our DNA, it is hard to avoid the conclusions which follow logically: all people want and need love, intimacy and home life with those that they choose. Modern science has provided solutions for those that want to raise families, one cannot hide behind the desire to perpetuate the Jewish people as a goal to prevent the establishment of non-traditional families.

Yet, religion is not about logic, it is about faith and belief. The nature of the Jewish religion for observant Jews has always included a reigning in of personal freedom by adhering to the dictates of the “yoke” of the religion, taking on the responsibilities, beyond the Ten Commandments, that the observant Jew is to follow throughout their lives, the 613 observances, a kind of spiritual GPS for life, meant to get you to your goal. Observant Jews believe first in the primacy of God, and that following the Torah and its commandments  is a trade-off in passing up on the short-term, fleeting rewards of the present material world to achieve a higher level of holiness in the present as well as a delayed reward in the more significant world to come.

Just as there are restrictions on eating, refraining from consuming pork, shellfish, etc., there are restrictions on life decisions despite the inconvenience or temptation. Descendants of the ancient priests, Cohans, still are forbidden to marry certain women, such as divorced women. Relations with the opposite sex are also restricted outside of a marriage in accordance with Jewish Law (with certain rare exceptions that I won’t go into, as I am no Rabbi).

It would be disingenuous to suggest that all this willingness to adhere to such strict adherence to religious life is easy or simple for the average person. And, it isn't always pure belief that motivates people to tow the line in their lives and abstain from the enticements of the forbidden. Sadly, there is also a strong aspect of discipline within the religion, including rabbinic courts, social pressures to conform rather than risk being shunned by one's synagogue, having the "right" schools turn down one's children, or the fear for lack of appropriate matches for children of marital age. Unfortunately, even self-appointed vigilante "enforcers" have been known to intimidate those who are subjectively deemed too free. Would that all followers of Judaism be motivated by the pure love of their faith. For many it is a purity of belief, but for some it is a system that they are born into and that they feel helpless to disengage from. For others, the all encompassing aspect of the religious life is too much for them and stifles their uniqueness severely, leading them to deviate from the path that they were born into, with some eventually unchoosing their People.

As any driver today knows, a GPS is not infallible. Even when followed explicitly, who hasn't at least once found the directions faulty? Often, the instructions have not quite kept up with road maintenance changes, and by following the instructions blindly one can find one's self  “at your destination” in an abandoned field or dead end. The “reigning in” of nature’s hard-wiring leads to the known path of repression, identity confusion, teens escaping their homes to street life and homeless shelters (explored here by Joshua Lehrer), suicides, hypocritical double lives with a conventional wife and family to cover for one’s actual secret practices, and an unfulfilled wife whose own sexual satisfaction to which her marriage contract entitles her, effectively abandoned as emotional collateral damage in a marriage that is a farce.

None of this is a pretty picture. Rabbi Rachel Adler advocates re-interpretation of the Torah texts as a way out of this conundrum in her catalog essay, where she concludes:
"My hope is the LGBT rabbis show us a way people can live by these texts and not die by them… it says…”You shall live by them”- meaning by the commandments. And the rabbis comment, “and not die by them.” Not have your selfhood stifled or in hiding. Not be bullied or bashed. Not, God forbid, commit suicide. But live, pridefully, openly, and joyously."
Is all fair in love and the gender wars? Can Judaism become everything to everybody? If the family, the most central structure of Judaism, is subject to reinterpretation, is it the same religion, or does the re-thinking morph the religion into something unrecognizable as Judaism? Will children resulting from same-sex marriages be considered "kosher" for all Jews to marry, or will the results of this new outlook just create higher ghetto walls of self-protection for the more traditionally-minded? And, for the gay children born into Orthodoxy, will their parents mourn them as they marry their gay partners, as was a traditional response by parents when their children married non-Jews? The ties that bind us, our children and grand-children, eventually won out in that scenario that was once common for the committed Jew.

This exhibit seems to be largely directed to the choir. It is hard to imagine that the Orthodox world will soon find itself sitting on the same side of this issue with these advocates for change. The sad statistics of Jewish demographics today include high assimilation rates, high intermarriage rates, and climbing divorce rates. On the other hand, amongst the Orthodox world, there is a high rate of heterosexual marriage often resulting  in large families, accounting disproportionately for continuity of the Jewish people numerically, as well as closely preserving classic Jewish observance. Will more lax rabbinical interpretations of ancient texts and rattling the chain of thousands of years of tradition destroy Judaism or allow for more humane inclusion?

All this leads one to ask: Where does the future of the Jewish people lie? And with whom?

"Hate Will Not Win" 2012 Digital color photograph 16 in. x 20 in. by Heddy Abramowitz (courtesy the artist and HUC Museum)



Hebrew Union College-Jewish Institute of Religion Museum 1 West Fourth Street (Between Broadway and Mercer) New York City: Through June 28, 2013

This post was originally published on the Times of Israel here:

http://blogs.timesofisrael.com/love-sex-jews-are-we-there-yet/ 

The post was re-published on Cultural Weekly here:

http://www.culturalweekly.com/artists-explore-being-jewish-being-sexual-roots-of-prejudice.html





Thursday, January 10, 2013

Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow



"Hurva Synagogure Framed in Snow" c. 2013 by Heddy Abramowitz
  
Israelis traveling abroad often marvel at what counts as headlines in some of the quieter corners of the planet:  cricket matches in New Zealand, bar brawls in Scotland, garden club winners, well, anywhere.   What a luxury, we mutter to ourselves, considering the kinds of headlines that grab attention all too often in Israel.

"The Open Cardo" c.2013 by Heddy Abramowitz

For a rare change,  we can now bask in the the luxury of headlines involving The Weather - as safe a subject as there is,  and one of two advised to Eliza Doolittle to stick to for safety's sake as she was trotted out to meet high society at the Ascot races.The other, health,  got her into trouble. A delight to be pre-occupied with what is normally trivial, Jerusalem is in knots over what would count as a dusting in areas more familiar with the white stuff.

"Lions of Jerusalem" c. 2013 by Heddy Abramowitz


We normally do not have a lot of variety in Jerusalem weather.  We have two seasons,  the dry and hot summer and the cooler and somewhat wetter winter.   Spring takes about a minute.   Fall doesn't exist, at least not to anyone expecting to see fall foliage or wear thick sweaters while feeling a tingle in their cheeks. It is really comical to follow the weather report which stays unchanged for six months:  hot, hotter and even hotter.

"Byzantine Church" c. 2013 by Heddy Abramowitz


If Eskimos are said to have an endless variety of ways to describe snow, and the English are known for their fine-tuning of names for rain, Israelis are stuck describing the infinitesimal gradations of kinds of summer heat. Endless blue skies are something we take for granted.  The appearance of a whisp of clouds at the end of August gives us an inkling that the season is about to change from "sof ha kayitz (summer's end)" to  winter  when, not so coincidentally, the first rain falls like clockwork on Sukkot (the Festival of Booths).

"El Aksa Mosque in Snowfall" c. 2013 by Heddy Abramowitz

We are never in the news for Extreme Weather.  This week, after high winds and huge amounts of rainfall for a desert climate, we achieved weather nirvana when the temperatures dove below zero and gave us a blanket of white.   Rare doesn't really describe this.   Jerusalem, a hilly city, entirely shuts down for snow, or even the rumor of snow.  We are woefully unprepared, no one has car chains or snow tires or  the vaguest idea of how to drive in snow (you turn into the curve???)  - not to mention ill-equipped to deal with it personally;  lacking real cold weather gear,  it is common to see people out and about wearing plastic bags over their shoes as a stop gap against the cold and wet.   School was closed yesterday when nary a flake  fell.   What fun is that?

"Going to the Western Wall" c. 2013 by Heddy Abramowitz


Today, it happened. The closed roads to Jerusalem left the city in a white seige.   The trains ran to bring the snow- curious to see the white stuff for themselves, and leave their cars behind in the warmer climes. We got the real deal: snowball fights, snow people, hot cocoa to warm up with.   From long experience with the elusiveness of a Jerusalem snow fall, we were up and out at the crack of dawn to photograph Jerusalem donning  the white lace gown she seldom wears.  By noon, most commonly, the snow has already become slush,  and only at dawn can one put one's own footprint into fresh powder.   

So, from my neighborhood to yours,   a walk through the Jewish Quarter.

"Two Menorahs in the Snow" c.2013 by  Heddy Abramowitz


"Past and Present" c.2013 by Heddy Abramowitz
"Southern Wall and Mount of  Olives" c. 2013 by Heddy Abramowitz
"The Hurva Synagogue and Snow People"  c.  2013 by Heddy Abramowitz
"The Western Wall and Dome of the Rock in Snow" c.2013 by Heddy Abramowitz