During my trips around Tel Aviv, I often photograph trees from below. I've always wanted to paint them at sunset, when the light becomes almost transparent, and the vast, majestic canopies hover above me.
The paintings were displayed in a space filled with plants, where I concealed them beneath the leaves. It reminded me of childhood, when we used to bury little "secrets" under glass in the garden. This time, the paintings themselves became "secrets," hidden among the greenery.
