I’ve found myself pondering about the idea of home lately, looking to places, moments, and familiar faces. I was born in Jerusalem, but left when I was three. I grew up in Ohio, but that home is gone, since my parents moved to Cape Town a few years back. Now i’m in Thailand, where I’ve lived for nearly a decade. I feel it’s close to what I think of as a home, yet I remain an outsider to a lot of Thai people. So I continue to ponder.
When I visited my parents in Cape Town earlier this year, I felt that familiar mix of comfort and newness. My wife and I spent a month there, filling our days with walks along the water and catching the soft light that the cape seems to hold so effortlessly. The light in this place is soft yet vivid, warm yet tempered by the sea’s cool touch. Each day seemed like a rediscovery, as if I was seeing every wave and sunset for the first time.
The series Light I Can Touch is a personal attempt to capture those fleeting, luminous moments. In the quiet neighborhoods and open coastlines, I found scenes of un-surprising beauty—sunlight pouring through clouds, themselves drifting over distant mountains. Strangers experiencing the same places, maybe in the same way, maybe differently. These images feel like memories themselves, moments that I reached for, hoping to hold on to that feeling for just a little longer.
In a way, this project is about the landscapes that hold me and the light that connects them all. I hope these photos convey the feeling of being there, in those scenes, breathing in that quiet beauty. I’ll share more soon, and maybe, in time, these memories will find a home of their own in a small zine. Until then, -A
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