STONE SCULPTURE SHOWING RELATIONSHIPS

A month after my son’s passing, my dear friend from Israel flew in to spend time with me in New York and console me. She knew me and my children well and understood a bit of what I was going through. During this period, I received an invitation to participate in a theme-based sculpture exhibition in Israel. Honestly, I had no intention of taking part in this show; let’s be honest,  I was in no mood to head to my studio and start rough-cutting a block of raw stone.   My friend snatched the invitation from me and insisted, "You are doing this!" I thought she was crazy and muttered to myself, "Yeah, right, no way," as she started explaining what they were seeking. The theme was to create a piece representing the two branches of Judaism, Sephardic and Ashkenazi. Growing up as a Sephardic woman raised in America, I understood the struggles of being a minority and challenging societal norms and boundaries that no longer resonated with me.   My friend, who had been by my side for two decades,