Apples from the desert

In the summer of 2017 I left Neot Smadar and moved to Berlin to dance – there I met Annatina, and we fell in love.

Every afternoon we walked along the same road, next to the river, from Kreuzberg to Neukolln, and picked apples.

One morning I woke to a text saying that she’s leaving me and going back to Basel.

To mend a broken heart, I bought my first analog camera and returned with it to our path for the last time.

I wanted to remind myself of the place where I once had an unbroken heart.