Sharon Altshul

Sharon Altshul is a Jerusalem-based photographer and writer. You can follow her work via her photo blog, The Real Jerusalem Streets, and on Twitter.

Where big is not always better

Along Jerusalem’s streets there are doors which appear to lead into tiny shops. Open the door, though, and inside you will find large and thriving businesses. From their small entrance-way, workers and machines and stock seem to go on and on and on, as far as you can see.

Off Jaffa Road, in one of those tiny little old passageways, you will find Yehudah the Shoemaker. Most days he is sitting in his workroom, which is smaller than many home closets. It may look like a cluttered mess to you, but Yehudah has the talent to fix almost any problem quickly, with his materials at his fingertips.

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Posted by Sharon Altshul in Images, Snippets
A chest full of medals at Yad Vashem

A chest full of medals at Yad Vashem

Six survivors were honored to light memorial torches at Yad Vashem, Moshe Ha-Elion, Moshe Jakubowitz, Jeannine Sebbane-Bouhanna, Max Privler, Moshe Porat, and Elka Abramovitz. A child or grandchild assisted in lighting the flames. A video recalling the harrowing experience in the Shoah was shown for each survivor. The audience sitting in the bitter cold plaza was silent during each amazing story of survival.

While each story was riveting, the story and chest full of medal’s of Max Privler stood out. His Yad Vashem biography states, “Privler was born in 1931 in the village of Mikulichin in Poland (now Ukraine) to David and Malka, the second of four children. His family owned land, factories, shops, and even a school and a synagogue.

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Posted by Sharon Altshul in Essays

Easter at Jaffa Gate

Easter buns and fresh bread sold on Passover/Easter by the Old City.

Posted by Sharon Altshul in Images

Skating side by side

On Holy Thursday, Arab and Jewish children skated side by side in Gan Hapaamon, and the church bells rang in the distance.

Posted by Sharon Altshul in Images

The untouchable wall

In 1965, the closest Jews could get to the Old City was from a vantage point at the Notre Dame Cathedral. It was possible to take a photo from across No Man’s Land, and the Dome of Rock (before it was painted gold) and the rubble along the outside wall were visible.

The Western Wall, however, was only a fantasized image.

Posted by Sharon Altshul in Images