Elinor Nechemya

Like lost girls on a winter's day, Alona and Hagar ramble through the streets of Haifa. One is escaping her life, the other her future.

Wandering through mysterious paths of a sleepy seaside resort, Zohar seeks clues in hope to discover reasons for her father's absence from a family vacation. Indifferent spaces slowly unfold questions that will echo long after. Inner fear and Obscurity sends Zohar to darker places that threatens the unstable serenity.

A boy’s delightful fantasy world collides with the harsh, grown-up realities he discovers at the refugee-aid centre where his mother works.

A daughter's fantasy of her mother, elusively portrayed at her own magical house and garden. The mother's image and voice are deconstructed and assembled again into an intergenerational sonnet, reflecting the everlasting experience of being a woman, in a w orld of constant feminine evolution.

It's party night, and volunteering at a youth hotline is Omer's typical excuse not to show up. When he finds out tonight may be his last chance with the girl he fancies, he decides to carry the call center into the night.

Like lost girls on a winter's day, Alona and Hagar ramble through the streets of Haifa. One is escaping her life, the other her future.

Like lost girls on a winter's day, Alona and Hagar ramble through the streets of Haifa. One is escaping her life, the other her future.

Wandering through mysterious paths of a sleepy seaside resort, Zohar seeks clues in hope to discover reasons for her father's absence from a family vacation. Indifferent spaces slowly unfold questions that will echo long after. Inner fear and Obscurity sends Zohar to darker places that threatens the unstable serenity.

Wandering through mysterious paths of a sleepy seaside resort, Zohar seeks clues in hope to discover reasons for her father's absence from a family vacation. Indifferent spaces slowly unfold questions that will echo long after. Inner fear and Obscurity sends Zohar to darker places that threatens the unstable serenity.

A boy’s delightful fantasy world collides with the harsh, grown-up realities he discovers at the refugee-aid centre where his mother works.

A daughter's fantasy of her mother, elusively portrayed at her own magical house and garden. The mother's image and voice are deconstructed and assembled again into an intergenerational sonnet, reflecting the everlasting experience of being a woman, in a w orld of constant feminine evolution.

It's party night, and volunteering at a youth hotline is Omer's typical excuse not to show up. When he finds out tonight may be his last chance with the girl he fancies, he decides to carry the call center into the night.