Traveling vagabond style after completing the compulsory 3-year military service is a phenomenon that has become part of the Israeli culture. It is characterized by being low in money but rich in time. My trip lasted close to two years, and it was a response to an internal call to go out, to experience freedom, and to explore the world and myself.
Editing the photos from those years, it’s easy to notice how digital technology has freed our approach to photography as a rich and inexpensive way to document our lives, which was not affordable with the 35mm film of the past. Looking at these photos also brings up thoughts about the relationship between a photograph and a memory. The famous photographer Ansel Adams said: “A great photograph is one that fully expresses what one feels, in the deepest sense, about what is being photographed.” I think that in my 1982-1983 photographs, I did not have such high aspirations; instead, I was only freezing in my memory bank a brief slice of wonderous experience. I am grateful to have these photos in such good condition, and it’s because they were snapped as slides and not as a print film. I find that reflecting on memories from those years conjures up general impressions rather than detailed travel itineraries.