Solo Performance (Work in Progress)

 Lastest pictures from Last Bock devising process with Caroline. Very excited about how its progressing!

Short film of The Egg Importer private view 2010

Mexican Family

Before my residency in the state of Jalisco west of Mexico I visit my family who live in Cuernavaca close to Mexico city. They live in an area that was once on the lush green outskirts of the city but now is built up and populated by wealthy Mexican families` holiday homes. It is land that my mother`s Swedish uncle Frederik (who sadly no longer lives) bought with his wife Josephine, a Mexican born in Minnesota. Frederik was butler and personal assistant to the Wenner-Gren family during the 40s and 50s. They were a very wealthy family whose money came from Axel Wenner-Gren who owned the Electrolux Corporation. I stay with Frida Alin, Jospehine's granddaughter.

The Private View and Egg Performance

Me with Eggs in preparation for the evenings performance - read more about it all on my friend Luke's blog http://walkandtalkit.wordpress.com/

The Prosecco offered at the opening was kindly sponsored by Uncorked in Bishopsgate.

For more information contact jim@uncorked.co.uk 020 7638 5998





Eggs passed down through the audience


The Eggs were thrown down by everyone into a sheet on the ground floor
In true Jewish form (normally done with a wine glass as blessing during a wedding) I folded up the fabric around the eggs and stamped on them to the sound of live Klezma music!

Before the opening at St John at Hackney

Private View Tonight, for Part Two of The Egg Importer Exhibition

Prosecco, Klezmer and sun at Wilton's Private View!

Invitation to my Wiltons Cafe Private View

Israel Continued up North

Danny, I paint him in a Kibbutz he, my dad and I stayed at on our journey up north. It was called Lavi, had about 1500 members, a hotel, furniture factory and farm. The 3 of us sit drinking mint tea before bed.
Danny's wife, Yafa, one of her many grandsons and her daughter (I'm afraid I forgot both their names!) at Danny's son's military ceremony. She is an extremely warm and positive lady. We later spoke in the car about her love of theatre, the Yiddish language and children (hers especially which she has 9 of)
Many Israelis sat in the outdoor amphitheatre watching the pomp and ceremony, military band and sing the national anthem. It felt strange and had very mixed emotions. I was moved by the collective spirit but saddened that it had to be focused around war. It exemplified the complexities of life in Israel.






We visit Ruth, Danny's aunt and Miriam's only sister who lives in Haifa on the West coast. She two seems to have lived a difficult life too but one very different from Miriam's. Because of her age at war time in Berlin she managed to emigrate straight to Israel as opposed to Miriam who was younger and had to go on the Kinder transport to London. It seemed like it was this point that Ruth and Miriams lives changed and in some ways led them to lead very separate lives away from each other. Even to this day Ruth does not visit the family in Jerusalem very often. She is creative and makes dresses and stitched fabric collages. She seems resourceful, makes do. Vivacious like her sister but a lingering sadness and nervousness peers out after spending a hour or so with her. We talk of the family, shows more photos of my great grandfather. She speaks a mix of German, English and Hebrew so we can all understand.

Meeting my Jewish cousin

Second Cousin Miriam (Bock) Spielman 22/02








This afternoon I arranged to meet Miriam at her flat she shares with her husband of 62 years, Pinchas. Both are in their late 80s. It is in a retirement home housed in an old hotel 10 mins from the centre of Jerusalem. They are both very active and vivacious people even in their late eighties with a huge family and greatly respected
within their community.They hold barmitzvahs
as well as doing alot of charity work.

I tell her about my recent visit to Berlin. I tell her about the house I visited there and painted which I hoped was her grandfather Jacob Bock's. It turns out it was! She lived in 34 Zeitenstrasse for some years with him, her mother Frida and older sister Ruth. It was given as a wedding present to her by her father. Miriams story is bitter sweet, filled with sadness but also incredible optimism and faith. She is deeply religious and we talk at length about each of our views on it. In fact during the meeting I am so overwhelmed by the questions she asks me about my beliefs and my upbringing I can't focus on the painting. She sees her life and religion as one. She cannot conceive of not having family. She is mother to 3 children and Grandmother/Great Grandmother to over 40 grandchildren! Its a revelation and so alien to my upbringing as only child. We look through albums which I later show to my father. He's never see a picture of his Grandfather Jacob Bock or his father when he is younger. We both come to terms with these new discoveries.

In Israel

My visit to Israel with my father, Jack, has so far taken us to Tel Aviv, Jerusalem and tomorrow up north to the Golan heights and onwards. We are 7 days into our travels to meet our relatives, Miriam and Pinchas Spielman (my second cousins) and to learn more about the life and history of Israel. Perhaps its ambitious to do all this in 10 days! However it is also somehow a symbolic gesture of marking the death of my grandmother and to reconnect with a place we both, at different times, only touched the surface of. My father came here 50 years ago and me with my grandma 14 years ago.

Shabat (Friday's Sabbath) at the infamous Western Wall in Jerusalem


There was something very mesmerizing about seeing all these people praying (some in deep rapture) together. The haunting sounds of the muslim call to prayer mixed with Christian church bells and Jewish singing and praying created a scene unparalleled to anywhere I'd experienced before. The Western wall is the most holy of places in the world for Jews yet it is just a wall. It is location that makes it so Holy. Walls are a huge theme in the history of this place. Certain walls are considered holy, some walls divide religions or nations but others have also protected and supported communities.

Some of our time here has been expertly guided by Miriam's son, Daniel. He's given us an overview of Jewish history and Israel's history (no small task!!) which we are still both trying to take in and remember. Miriam's family are orthodox Jews and to our amazement their immediate relations amount to over 80! Daniel has 9 children and has brother has 12. We hope to go to one of Daniel's son's 1st year graduation from the army on wednesday evening.
Today I will meet his mother Miriam, to discuss her memories of her family both in pre war Berlin and her evacuation from there and how this led her moving to Israel Israel.


The sun, med sea and towering hotels of Tel Aviv where we both caught the unseasonably hot sun

New Pieces at a show in The Rag Factory 09/09

Last weekend I exhibited two new watercolour paintings at The Rag factory off Brick lane and included an ongoing piece illustrating stories and symbols connected with my family history.