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Eli Cobin’s name isn’t only synonymous with the camera lens. As summer fades into Succos, he becomes “Cobin of Cobin Lulavim”

“I knew art was starting to heal me, that the real me — unafraid of expression, of judgment, of being misunderstood — was emerging”

An industry devastated by Covid takes flight again at the Paris Air Show

“Guys in yeshivah started asking me for haircuts, and I gained a reputation for being good with a scissors and a trimmer”

What lies behind those closed portals you pass by as you wander the old sections of Jerusalem or Tzfas?

A meandering musical journey gave Moshe Sobol’s spirit new rhythm