was born to Eastern European Jewish survivors of the Holocaust. I grew up in the atmosphere of the Holocaust, living amid a plethora of personal accounts, Holocaust photographs and neurosis. I have chosen not to use archival images as symbols because I feel these images, which belong to our collective consciousness, often have a distancing effect on the viewer, because they are so recognizable and therefore emotionally dismissable. These images were photographed in Israel and Budapest in 1991 and 1992. They are intended to summon up associations of the Holocaust. As I smelled the freshly turned-over, rich, amber rows of Israeli earth, I thought about the rows of train tracks, and I still hear the silent screams. I walk through life with a displaced step, therefore I have chosen the triptych form to bear witness to the rhythm of the present-past-present time warp in which I travel daily.