YEHUDIT
FEINSTEIN
MENTESH

Late afternoon on a Sunday, the end of a weekend, and almost the beginning of a long week at the studio. I just finished my last Sunday...

There’s food in the fridge, the house is tidy, the laundry is folded The closet is organized. Everything is alright. The kids are at...

Now I’m writing about the yearning. About those dreams. About our lake. Chairs standing in the wind. Snow that piles up on trees. There’s...

It was one of the most challenging years that I’ve known. The difficulty penetrated slowly, and every time it seemed that it was over or...