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Born (January 6th 1989) and raised in Israel, my journey began in service to others. I started volunteering in emergency medicine when I was just fifteen, driven by a desire to help and to make a difference. By eighteen, I was trained as a medic, and at twenty-one, I became a medic and an ambulance driver for Magen David Adom, Israel's national emergency service.
At seventeen, my life took a difficult turn when my asthma worsened. I survived multiple near-fatal attacks and was resuscitated twice. Still, I continued working in the field - each time I recovered, I returned to the ambulance. At twenty-three, I began my academic studies in Emergency Medicine, dreaming of becoming a paramedic. But during those years, a rare bone disease caused by medical malpractice fractured my spine and changed the course of my life.
The injury ended my fieldwork and studies, and over time I lost the ability to draw, paint, or play music - things I had loved since childhood. Yet years later, with the help of new technology, I found my way back to art. Digital creation became my new voice - a way to transform pain into beauty and memory into meaning.
Today (for the last 2 years), I am a full-time digital artist, continually learning, evolving, and creating. Through my art, I tell the story of endurance of losing everything that once defined me and found a new way to rise again. My art is digital yet emotional and poetic, in addition, I'm combining in my art poetry or different poetic quotes I'm writing as a reflection of my emotional process that brought to the creation of each artwork that gives each artwork an additional dimension.
My art has given me a way to process both physical and emotional pain, helping me overcome the challenges and difficulties I've faced. Through my work, I tell my story with the hope of inspiring others - those who, like me, have endured hardship, as well as anyone navigating struggles of their own. This purpose has given me new meaning in life and the strength to rebuild myself and rise again.
Gratitude Became My Rebellion Against Despair
The Man Who Carried the Moon
Even when life's accumulating weight and memories threaten to break you into fragments, remember - you hold the power to rebuild and rise again.
We all carry our own baggage through time. We have all built a shell of endurance - our own Ironman armor - only to learn that true strength begins when it cracks.
No one can stop us from gathering our pieces and rebuilding - except ourselves.
I have carried my own years like stones, each one pressing down, yet each one teaching me gratitude.
Sometimes, all it takes is a moment of courage - to bend down, to lift your broken pieces, and to rebuild yourself with love and faith, even when your hands tremble.
For even broken, you are still whole.
There is beauty all around you - even in pain - more than our eyes were ever meant to comprehend. So smile toward the heavens in defiance, and cry out with every breath:
Thank you for every dawn I'm allowed to wake to, despite the endless challenges I've survived through these nineteen long years since I first breathed my final breath - and lived again.
For surviving again and again what should have ended me.
Thank you for another chance, and another still.
Thank you for the strength I have been given to fight for my life every single day.
Thank you for this beautiful life, for the pure and genuine love I was blessed to feel once more - a love that returned when I least expected it, real, pure, and true - even if it was the last I would ever hold. Thank you for the loving souls who stand beside me, who would give everything for my well-being, turning my heaviest days into light.
We learn to cherish what we take for granted only when we begin to lose it.
So cherish your gracefully given life as the priceless gift of a magnificent and generous universe.
I choose to live in gratitude -to smile, to breathe, to recognize the wonder of existence itself.
Cherish your breath. Feel your heartbeat. Know that your light still burns - and that alone is a miracle.
It matters not what you believe, nor whom you pray to.
What matters is that you feel the miracle of your own existence -your radiant soul, your beating heart.
And if fate should find me tonight,
I will meet it peacefully, without fear -
for the values I have lived by,
for my beloved father, my family, and friends who never left my side,
who lighten my burdens with their love.
For the beauty of this world that has always made me smile in awe.
And above all - for my one true love that graced my life once more,
a sacred love that made every struggle worth enduring.
Never let your inner light fade -
for even the broken pieces remember how to shine.
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