orthodox easter madness. jerusalem.

May 5th, 2013



gambled and lost.

so difficult to catch something above the obvious in this martin parr city.

i don’t know any other city where your vision of a place needs to be that strong in order to overcome the visual surface.

each time i’m away, even back on the way to the airport, i keep thinking: yeah, next time… i’ll do it!

once back here i capitulate to the realities on the ground.

the spirit of the city is there.

the thousands of years of history, of human struggle, of the all-penetrating spirituality.

i just don’t see it.

but next time…