Steps Leading Nowhere ~ by Susan Anwin
So there I was, walking (almost) alone among monuments half sunk into the sand, the door openings of the silent tombs yawning like dark mouths.
So there I was, walking (almost) alone among monuments half sunk into the sand, the door openings of the silent tombs yawning like dark mouths.
I consider it a continuous process and with Girls in particular there has been a sense of great discovery over the past year – Roy Assaf recalls.
Actors and actresses recall what happened to Éva in 1944 in Hungary: from discriminative laws through the ghetto until the transports to Auschwitz.
“I am the result of the most beautiful mixture and this mixture is the fountain from which I create.” Yasmin Levy on her father, the Sephardim, Jerusalem and the sacredness of music.