The new central station in Tel Aviv is an architectural failure that preserves chaos, and at the same time is a necessary cultural center for those who are perceived by some of society as rejected. The station is an example of no- man's land, necessary for the continuation of social order Every week, in the past three years, I've been coming to the Central Station, to its fringe areas, with my attention turned to the architectural structure itself. Just as space is shaped according to the inner image of the individual imagination, I photograph the station. The photography is straight, documentary-formalist. As a detective in interrogation or a forensic photographer, I look for trails of human actions or their absence in the station space. These residues have different manifestations: accumulation, dust, dirt, neglect, disassembly, assembly, improvisation, and randomness. Through photography and framing, these trails become theatrical backdrops shrouded in mystery. In contrast to familiar spaces, the station's spaces have an anarchist nature, defining the normal through their own exclusion. These images indicate the station as an unfamiliar, foreign environment, which cannot be described in words and defined because it is not in the familiar social order. To me, first and foremost is the task of documenting this complex Israeli noman's land. In preparation for the planned future dismantling of the new central bus station building, alongside its a negative image, it is important to me to show a different, new respecting point of view of the station.
Most photographs were taken with 6X7 medium format film camera