The books are in no particular order.
BOOK 1
Pictured on the front are two small children.
The photo was taken whilst they were living in the Warsaw Ghetto.
I decided to use a transparency which was placed over the prayer which is said a number of times during the day.
The words are...
"...Accept willingly and with mercy our prayers."The strange and accidental thing about the placement of the transparency over the prayer was that the Hebrew letter “shin” landed exactly on top of the Magen David, the Star of David.

Why is that significant?
Well, many of you would have noticed that on the door posts of Jewish homes there is a thing called a mezuzah, a parchment with a prayer inside. That prayer recognizes G-d as our Holy one. Hence, you will see that letter on the outside housing of these mezuzahs.
It was quite freaky that it should land on the Star of David.
The letter Shin also stands for the word
Shaddai, a name for G-d.
Trivia...
Because of this, a Cohen (priest) forms the letter Shin with his hands as he recites the Priestly Blessing. In the mid 1960s, actor Leonard Nimoy used a single-handed version of this gesture to create the Vulcan Hand Salute for his character, Mr. Spock, on Star Trek.
The striped fabric, paper and ribbon you see used in this book and throughout the other books represents the uniforms worn in the concentration camps.
The hand made marbled paper was used to represent the fires of the burning crematoria, these two children did not survive, and they perished in one of those camps.

I used the book cover as it became apparent when I was searching for something to use that the very fragile letters broken off from the very aged book – made, what looked like the word Berlin.
Berlin, Germany was where my father was from.
Page 2 and 3.
Photos of my father’s younger sister and brother, Bertha and Nissan, later killed in either Auschwitz or Therezienstadt. Most people who were in the Warsaw ghetto were transported to Therezienstadt, however there is the belief that they went to Auschwitz.
The 1 ½ torn from an antique ledger alludes to the numbers of children killed hence it is placed near the children here.

After Artfest my cousin in meeting me in New York to hand deliver me family letters that my grandmother wrote to one of her sisters who is still alive, living in Cleveland. Those letters may give me more insight into where they were transported to. I normally go to Cleveland to see her but cannot this trip so the documents and photos and memorabilia are coming to me to scan and use in a later piece.

The stamped script on the binding of these pages is a German stamp.
The 3 black crosses adhering the photo of Nissan on page 3 represents the 3 family members killed as the larger black and white cross or x represents all those slaughtered.
Why the white?
Because white represents purity. These children were pure and innocent when killed.
Page 4
Pictured here, is Bertha on the right with a cousin Judith who survived.
I used olive green as Bertha went by the name Blumele which in Yiddish means Blossom. So the allusion to fauna and the reason you see the vertigres flowers near her.
Quite by accent and you know how I like to layer – if you look in the top left corner I had randomly ripped paper from the ledger.
The letters ripped were "WIL", the first part of our surname.
Then if you look down the bottom at the layered papers is "EN", the middle part of our surname. Another mystery and certainly not done on purpose.
Page 5
I printed the names of the concentration camps on fabric. No comment necessary here.
Page 6
The word WHY is hammered into the copper with a fortune tellers hand.
Why can be interpreted as the following.
Why, fortunately did my father survive?
And/Or
Why did this happen?
The photo on the other side of the glass slide says the word Survivor and there is an image of my father, who escaped at age 13 and made it (7 months later) mainly on foot to the then Palestine.
I cannot show you this image at this stage as it is being used for another publication - my apologies.
The text torn from a random book shown here, reads as follows,
“Fragments. He was hungry”.
And
“And he pursued his walk”.
The fragments referred to the fragments of his life – I cannot go deeply into the section for this image is explained in a piece that will be published later this year.
The hunger and walk, well I just explained that.
Page 6
The page is torn from a very vintage and quite strange Jewish prayer book I found at the markets on the other side of Sydney.
Sitting atop is a transparency of children walking to the trains that took them to the camps.
Page 7
Another photo of Bertha and Nissan placed under YELLOW stained glass.
The yellow was chosen specifically because the mandatory stars that Jews had to wear were yellow.
There is a favoured saying in German that grandparents often used as a term of endearment to their grandchildren. The term “Mein Goldenness Kind”, My Golden Child. I was often called that as a child by my grandfather. It came to mind when I was working on this page. So I placed the image atop gold and green paper. Again the green an allusion to bertha’s name and the fact that they were in their garden when the photo was taken.

Thanks for all the heartfelt comments – I am strapped for time to answer everyone as I am in panic mode to prepare some pieces for Artfest. Please understand that I very much am humbled by your comments and the emotion surrounding them.
It makes me so happy.
This evening I had the good fortune of spending a few hours with
Professor Yehuda Bauer, the worlds leading educationalist and authority on the Holocaust. After his public lecture I was honoured to take him out for dinner to discuss some matters.
I am currently in research mode for an art piece that I hope to do soon.
I need you to know that no piece I do is without extensive research. I would rather not engage myself in a piece if I do not have the correct facts.
The piece, about which I would rather not reveal yet, is related to the Holocaust but not about Jewish people.
He has linked me to a museum where whilst I am in Los Angeles prior to Artfest, I will spend some significant time reading oral testimonies.
How fortunate I feel to have spent some 3 hours picking the Professors wonderfully educated mind.
And all in the name of ART!
Thanks
xo