Tuesday, April 08, 2014

Living among Lines - Ron Agam



Ron Agam, a New York City abstract artist of diverse, innovative works characterized by geometric shapes, pure color, and lucid design. , sees the city as an inspiration for his work. This short film on the artist is directed and filmed by Jordi Egea, a talented Barcelona filmmaker . Year 2014

Monday, December 19, 2011

In the beginning there was a circle ...


Drawing circles for me is not just an esthetic process. Unlike Jasper Johns 
who drew circles and called them "Target", following American pop art
iconography, one that was grounded in materialism or consumerism. 
For me circles have a metaphysic expression, related to the desire to
present an abstract reality, one that illustrates a symbol that is at the 
origin of creation and reproduction.  In all our scientific inquiries, we
find the circle at the center of every discovery. Our entire universe revolves 
around geometric concepts where the circle is at the origin of everything 
from the big bang theory to the molecular concept of the atom.


As an artist profoundly interested in all aspects of mysticism, it is a world 
that I am constantly fascinated by, what is the meaning of the circle ?  
The notion of infinite , the idea of defying time, defying death by the 
inclusion of colors in the process of painting circles enables my imagination
to create these immeasurable worlds where energy, time and space
commingle to create a holistic harmony that result in the interpretation
of life itself.


Acrylic on Wood
2011



Thursday, December 15, 2011

France, Consul General Lalliot , Harlem Academy and Ron Agam


I am a very lucky artist, as you can see in these pictures, I was privileged to spend some quality time with a class of fourth grader of the Harlem Academy. As I promised the school a while ago, I came back to the children to offer them a gift of my artwork.

This gift was given to the school in honor of France and its amazing Consul General in the City, Philippe Lalliot. Philippe is very involved to help the school and its children, as he understood that diplomacy is not only nice speeches but also real effective work that impact lives especially young souls.

So for a little time Philippe and I shared our experiences in front of the children, Philippe talked about what it is to be a senior diplomat representing France in NY and I interacted with the children about creativity and imagination. My message was to empower these young souls on their faculty to imagine and change the world. I let these young children express their understanding of my art and then gave them my explanation about the process and its intuitive part.

There is nothing more rewarding than to challenge these young students to excel and influence them about their unlimited abilities to believe than they can aspire to anything in life when they trust their ability to imagine and be part of a creative process. 

In offering them "Galaxy Growth", they understood the complexity of the circles and their individual colors, the expansion and the collective meaning of diversity and differences all in a rainbow of colors that illustrate our unlimited potential as people and individual living in Harmony.

French Consul General Philippe Lalliot

French Consul General Philippe Lalliot

Artist Ron Agam


Ron Agam talking about his gift to the school


French Consul General Philippe Lalliot
RonAgam ,  School Director Vincent Dotoli

Artist Ron Agam presents Harlem Academy with a generous and beautiful gift - one of his pieces of artwork. 
Pictured are the Consul General of France in New York Mr. Philippe Lalliot, Mr. Ron Agam, Head of School Vinny Dotoli, and the grade-four class

Tuesday, December 06, 2011

Memories in the Atelier


The Work

Growing up as a child in Paris the 1960’s, I remember spending endless hours in my father’s atelier, later we learned that Paul Gauguin had worked in this place as well. I used to hang around him, playing with painting tube full of luscious and vibrating colors. Often I will take a brush and try to emulate my dad, but the results were often closer to a “gribouillage”1 than anything that I will consider an “artwork” today. But the most impressive part were the glass palettes filled with literally hundreds of different colors. The sight of it was truly just unbelievable. The memories of this atelier follow me today almost 40 years after as some of the most wonderful images embedded in my little child head. So today, I just filmed a little clip of my humble studio were just a few colors were on my table while I was working on this new small painting. I did just thinking back about my childhood.

1.)
scribble




Saturday, December 03, 2011

Ron Agam in front of Kabbala in G

                            Ron Agam in front of Kabbala in G






Being the grandson of an important Kabbalist, Rabbi Yehoshua Gibstein, I was always mystically attached to a concept, an idea, of something that I could never really explain. I grew up on stories about the ascetic and mystic life of my grand father. My Father's complexity and superlative intellect was for me, the heritage of his father, I could not reason otherwise. Today I can better comprehend this link and gift that was given to me and transmitted trough generations.
The painting that you are seeing is named Kabbalah in Gold, in this work I translate the quintessence of red in two tones that are linked by a strip of gold, these two shades are encompassing the significance of the color red linked by gold which is this metal often related to something precious and sanctified throughout history. Red being the color of blood the essence of life , or wine . Wine being the liquid that you drink when you celebrated life. In Judaism there is nothing more holly than to celebrate life in happiness and joy.
For me this painting is also the gift of life after coming from a near fatal condition a few months ago, this painting represents all that I aspire in terms of spirituality and life. It is a pure abstract expression of existence.

Monday, November 28, 2011

What does France, the Harlem Academy and Ron Agam have in common?




This afternoon I visited a chartered school called the Harlem Academy in Harlem on 115 Street and Fifth Avenue, there I met with Rebecca, a brilliant and talented school administrator. This school is an amazing institution that serves the local community and is rated as one of the best elementary and middle school in the country, thanks to an amazing educator Vinny Dotoli, the 
Head of School.
Rebecca was working with me these last couple of months to schedule what was supposed to be a talk with 4th graders. At two pm sharp, I entered the class were 16 children where waiting to meet me. Rebecca alerted me that the kids already saw some movies, read and learned a lot about my work and me. A chair was installed for me and the kids were assembled in a half a circle around waiting to ask me questions, impatiently. I immediately decided to sit on the floor at eye level with the kids, my message was clear: “hey kids! I am one of you.”
I asked each child to say his name before he asked me his question, so that I can get familiar with them and create a personal link with each one of this warm and wonderful kids. I introduce myself as Ron and we started a very animated dialog, on art, colors shapes and life. I talked about my life in Paris growing up and the importance of art in my early childhood. They were very curious and I could sense their interest about an adult who was talking to them as an equal.

This short visit that lasted about an hour was an enormous source of inspiration and joy to me. The kids were vibrant, intelligent, spontaneous, and curious. I felt as a part of their group and was genuinely interested to hear them express their vision and ideas on the art that I was showing them trough my Ipad. I prepared a selection of images for them to see so that we can have a dialog based on my creations and environment.
The hour passed like a “flash” and we agreed that they would all visit me in my studio. There, they will witness and live the experience of an artist studio, I called it my Disney World for adult. They all smiled. My real wish was to engage them and give them the confidence that each of them can create and dream a vision, uniquely personal. I shared with them a secret that “I was a child like them, but a grown up child.”  They loved it and start laughing.
I cannot wait to see them again soon in my place. This incredible experience would not have been possible if it was not initiated by the French Consulate in New York City and in particular the Consul himself Philippe Lalliot. Philippe has taken the task to support and help the school with an annual fundraiser at the Consulate. Some big French companies like Cartier and L’Oreal prodded by Philippe are joining the rooster of supporters. So thank you Mr. Consul General for having me now as part of your team, also. 

Friday, October 14, 2011

A Chineese inspiration




For some time , my fascination about China does not stop to grow,  even my art is becoming curiously influenced by the mystery of this culture, its colors and signs, its letter. The depth of this ancestral culture is such that it will take years to understand it, but dreaming about lets me free to imagine a world , I am so eager to discover. So today I created this new work that is in the spirit of my dreams.


Friday, June 03, 2011

Symbols of Peace, they really do matter ask Obama.


These days , I cannot stop thinking about the day I went with my father to meet Menachem Begin a day before the signature of the Camp David accord in Washington. I was then probably barely 21, we met here in NYC at the Regency hotel where he was staying with the Israeli delegation. When we entered his suite , he was there alone with his old time confident and secretary , Kadishai.

Here I was in presence of the man I most revered in Israeli politics, a true jewish Lion.
My father had created for this day , an incredible symbol of Peace , that was an “Agamgamation” of the Islamic star and Jewish star. An incredible and beautiful star uniting the two cultures. It was widely used by Israel in every major ceremony highlighting the achievement of Camp David and Peace negotiation with the Palestinians at the time.

But on this day , Begin saw it for the first time , Agam showed it to him and gave Kadsihai some printed illustrations of it to take to Washington for that important and solemn day. I can remember the excitement on Menachem Begin face when he saw this artwork that was in a way the coronation of his political career.

Two years ago , I saw David Axelrod , the President former Senior Advisor  and told him about the story of this symbol and how important it will be for the President to have a visual symbol that he can use in his difficult and ambitious struggle to achieve peace between Israel and the Palestinians. I told my father about it and asked him to give me one of these models to send to the President. Agam told me yes but then he got so busy that he never sent me this symbol. Today I can see that something is missing between Israel and the President, and I am upset that I was never able to show this symbol to the President, maybe things would have been different.

I also remembered that one day in Paris at Unesco during an event celebrating Peace, Arafat embraced my father when he received this sculpture from my father hand , Gorbatchev was there with Kissinger, also, with Shimon Peres. So yes symbol matters especially when they illustrate hope and conciliation.

A few months ago , I was inspired by the same idea of Peace and created a very simple work , a soothing clean message . One uncomplicated message. In a few days , I will give this symbol to a very important man  who is trying his best to help achieve Peace.








Monday, May 16, 2011

Django Reinhardt , the gipsy jazz "king", new life out of Brooklyn.


I love Django Reinhardt music so Sunday I learned that somewhere in Brooklyn, in Park Slope to be exact, a band was playing his music. It reminded me so much of a period before and after  World War 2 , I never knew but always  been curious about. Something rebellious and elegant where poetry and music were in black and white , an era  with movies with Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall.

My friends and I decided to drive from midtown Manhattan to this bar, called "Barbes." With a name like that, my mind was already geared towards something special. It’s also the name of a famous area in Paris full of great Parisian history, when you read Zola, you will know what I am talking about.

The journey through Brooklyn was really interesting, this borough keeps getting more and more fascinating so much is happening there, so many projects and developments, I really encourage you to take a trip here and observe for yourself what is today a bustling and dynamic district.


We finally arrived to this bar, "Barbes", extremely charming and low key, a red velvet atmosphere, with great Brooklyn characters sitting and drinking their lager. I immediately felt very comfortable and at ease. Almost in Paris on a Sunday night. A long hallway with bar stools everywhere and in the end, there was a small room with a stage and many people sitting, drinking and waiting to hear the band. Three people walked towards the small stage with their instruments. Here they are ,  really looking like musicians , or at least a hip band.

I was holding in my hand a small prospectus with the schedule for the evening.
STEPHANE WREMBEL presents THE DJANGO EXPERIMENT: French virtuoso Guitarist Stephaney Wrembel seems to have channeled both the technique and the fire of Django Reinhardt. He studied for years with the manouche (the French Gypsies) but has also gotten deep into American vernacular musical styles. His weekly sets will mix up the traditional Django repertoire along gypsy swing re-interpretations of standards.

the band

Wow, I said to myself. And to tell you the truth, I was very happy to be there, Stephane announced that he wrote the music of the last Woody Allen movie, and from his opinion, the best movie ever by Allen. 
With a wry sense of humor , I asked , how was Carla in the movie, and the comment from Stephane was excellent. Every one applauded and thought I was funny.

Apparently Paris is being the center of the movie,  and it's really great. I think Stephane thought that if Paris was the main character of the movie , it was enough to certify , its greatness. No one can disagree with him on this one .

So I cannot wait to see the movie. I want to share with you a little of the evening in this little clip , I taped.






After a few drinks and a great time listening to some great gig , I decided to drive back to Manhattan but in my heart , I wished Brooklyn was my home now, it is so cool. If you look for authenticity , it's the place to be


Friday, May 13, 2011

A most enchanting morning



Early this morning, I was on my way to work in my studio in Long Island City, a beautiful sunny day with a crisp blue sky, a gorgeous aquamarine that you find only in a New York spring day. I entered my industrial loft building and got into the elevator like I do now regularly for years. This is the kind of blue-collar neighborhood, which exudes the guts of the city, it is electric, tense and so real in emotions with a rainbow of people from all over the world. I push my elevator button and in short time got into my floor. I then realize that something very special is occurring, a sound, an incredible sound was reverberating through my hallway; I had never experienced such a thing, it was as if you were in a cathedral. Something highly magical was happening, curious as I am I walked along this long hallway, and there in a corner hidden, a man was playing his guitar with such heavenly talent that I  could not believe  what I was witnessing. Alone in a corner, sitting on a broken chair, he was playing for himself, some magical songs. Not used for this kind of situation, I just stood there and listened to his music, almost levitating. I felt totally spiritually elevated, seeing this amazing musician playing for an audience of one. He told me that he was from Haiti and was here for the last 40 years, and that his name was Lionel Germain.

I introduced myself and told him that I was an artist and working on the floor and that he was most welcomed to come and play in my studio whenever he felt like it. My soul was opening as if I was praying, it was surreal.

I stood there for another 10 minutes, and was counting my blessings, this beautiful gift that was offered to me to start the day with the sound of music and talent.

Lionel touched my soul in a unique way; he works during the day, as a clerk in a big commercial enterprise, to earn his keeps. But in the morning before working, he is there in the hallway enchanting the space with his talent, and getting an enormous pleasure doing what he loves above all.

True his existence, I realized how blessed I am to do what I really like without having to compromise like Lionel. His smile and his “joie de vivre” is infectious, probably a modest life, but in a way, I was jealous of his freedom and his ability to carry his guitar and create these unforgettable moments for strangers to admire.


Another one of these untypical New York characters that create a beautiful tapestry of people that have this spark that makes you think about your luck and destiny. This was a grateful moment that reinforces my conviction about why this city, always surprises me, even at my doorstep.



 Lionel Germain



Monday, May 02, 2011

Soutine/Bacon at Helly Nahmad Gallery, wow !


Last night , I went to the opening of  Soutine/Bacon at Helly Nahmad Gallery on Madison Avenue.  The Gallery opening on a Sunday evening was by itself , an audacious gesture. Incredibly the Gallery had it right , the exhibition curated by Maurice Tuchman is a bold and impressive display of imagination and inventiveness. Rarely do you see such impressive vision, Helly Nahmad with this exhibition is presenting to New Yorkers , one of the most fascinating and articulated art show in these last couple of years.

Who would have thought to present Soutine/Bacon, and now that is it on the walls , no one appears to be surprised, this is the beauty of this powerful event.

You have to see the exhibition to really understand , it’s message and it’s derived influence. Maurice Tuchman has genius and in this show and the amazing catalog produced by the Gallery, you realize the effort and courage that it took to gather the works from the world’s best collections and the Nahmad’s own collection.

Just a word also on the opening itself, it was exceptionally well attended, and I had a great time , I always loved Soutine and Bacon. In the world of art , this show will create , a “disruption”, from now on curators will be challenged to think differently when they plan their next show.

photos:
http://bfanyc.com/home/event/1108?page=5


Katarina Ellingsen and Ron Agam at party
for the opening of the Soutine/Bacon show

Friday, April 22, 2011

My few minutes with Tim Hetherington


Yesterday I was going trough a pile of business cards that I had collected trough the last few months in order to use them for inviting people to my next opening in May 5. Nothing exceptional till I hit a specific card. It was a card that Tim Hetherington had given me sometime in October.  

I had met him during a private screening for his movie “Restrepo”. Patricia Duff , the founder and soul of the “Common Good” had invited him and Sebastian Junger to discuss the movie that they directed and produced.

It was an animated questions and answers  forum with fascinating questions, a hallmark of the Common Good. It was one of these evening that you will never forget, sitting in the darkness of a movie hall. You were suddenly projected into the life of an American platoon in the worlds most dangerous and beautiful landscape somewhere in Afghanistan in the midst of Taliban land. This documentary was breathing life and death as if it was your daily environment, urban citizens of the world.

For over an hour , I thought, I was with them the platoon , in Afghanistan , living with them , in defense of democracy, thousand of miles away .These young , brave American soldiers , with a unique temper and a soul , that sometime will make you cry , as you confront with them their mission somewhere in a place call hell ,the Korengal Valley, also know as "The Valley of Death.”

So in looking at his card, it reminded the few minutes , we had conversed on Afghanistan and its future. It was so informative. He was a kind and humble man and you could sense , his passion. I assume, he must has been a fun guy to have as a friend. Knowing he was living here in Williamsburg near my own studio, I had intended to sent him an invitation, unfortunately , the horrible news of his death in Libya  this week are a reminder that courage of a photo journalist sometimes also ends in a tragic way. 

For me this encounter was now another symbol of why in the world there are people like Tim and then the rest of us.








Tuesday, April 05, 2011

Did you say God ?



My famous father always repeats this phrase “ Man was created at the image of God”; imagine being a child hearing that quite often. In my little mind, my dad was the strongest image not God, I did not even comprehend what is a God and why would I even think about a subject so obscure and almost ethereal.

Then slowly with time and some “schooling”, a more developed mind started to develop a narrative and configure a strategy that will enable me to become an "artist". As a child, I used to spend time every weekend drawing and creating, sitting next  to my father on a table that seemed as long as a railroad track. I was fascinated by this man who would spend hours and days of his life drawing squares and circles and triangles in almost all the colors of the rainbow. In his atelier , there was like a monastic silence, it was a temple for Art.

My mother would send me to my dad “atelier” so that she could have some rest from a very turbulent child and perhaps also wishing that I learn something helpful in my life. I am laughing now that I entered this very fascinating period of my life. I wish she could have been here today and see where I am in my life.


I was 4 or five. He will give me some paper and colors, and here I was becoming an artist. I would spend hours drawing and scribbling not realizing the privilege that I had to be seated next to “God”. I was doing my “gribouillage” with an intensity and passion that was truly unique. No one could stop me except when I had no more paper to draw.


My “artworks” were hanged and plastered all over his studio, a sign of a certain achievement, being a little boy, I could not be prouder.


One day a famous collector arrived to his studio and while opening the door, he saw some works, taped on a wall. Immediately, he looked at my father, and told him:" Agam, I love your new works, these drawing are really great." Needless to say, I repeated this story to every one who had ears to listen to me. I was so proud.  

I remember playing with Calder at his place in Sachet, he was older than my dad by many years, his stature was to me very impressive, he was very gregarious and friendly and with big smiles. After the visit to his place, I started to paint big red and yellow circles. 


Later on I learned that my father studio was also Paul Gauguin atelier for a period of his life. If I had known that as a child perhaps my art teacher would have given me an A+ instead of just an A.
And yes man was created at the image of God, we do not imitate, we are gifted to create and invent.  At 53, I finally found my childhood again.














Saturday, April 02, 2011

Ron Agam in ELLE DECO magazine May Edition with Robert Couturier


In the new edition of ELLE DECO, May edition, the important design and architecture magazine, famed international interior designer Robert Couturier appears on the cover of the Magazine with an important story on him .
Robert has been involved in some of the most glamorous and expansive architectural projects in the world from 40 million dollar residences in NYC to palaces in Mexico , castles in Scotland and France to ranches in Aspen.
Robert Couturier who has been a great admirer and supporter of my work has allowed the magazine to photograph his magnificent apartment in New York , Soho district. In these photos you can see two monumental eight feet by eight feet works of Ron Agam that depicts flowers.   If you buy ELLE DÉCOR you will see more of the work and article that proudly display , the name of the artist as well .
I cannot be more honored to have been chosen by Robert Couturier for these two great works that are hanging in his living room.



 The Ron Agam artwork in Robert Couturier residence




Wednesday, March 30, 2011

If Picasso had a mac ?


Sometime I wonder what Picasso or better Andy Warhol would have created had they been born in the age of computers. As for Picasso his incredible production and constant reinvention would have probably been even greater; creativity wise, a synthetic digital brush would have been for Picasso, a magical creative wand that his playful hand would have embraced without reservation. Warhol whose paintings were essentially centered on silk-screening is an interesting example to analyze. I remember working with Rupert Smith who was his latest, silk-screening atelier in Tribeca, Andy would be presented ideas of portraits based on his favorite colors schemes by Rupert and this collaborative work was the alternative to using Photoshop and digital printers that really did not exist yet at the level they are today. Warhol with his constant use of silk screening did in fact rarely touched a brush or a canvas in the traditional sense of art, his favorite medium was the precursor of the digital printer.
So the evolution of painters from brushes, canvas to silk-screening where a great number of post war artists expressed themselves find itself challenged by a digital world that today explodes the notion of paintings. At MIT in Boston Massachusetts, the digital lab had for many years defined the role of computers in creativity, from animation to paintings. Some of these experiments dated as far as 40 years ago. Today we are witnessing an incredible cross-pollination between new media and old-fashioned painting techniques. I have for my part found a new source of inspiration in the diversity of tools offered by the digital world. I embrace this medium without reservation always hoping for new revelations. By mixing my mind, fingers with Intel processors, my imagination is soaring to new heights, I did not know existed, where only a brush and empty white canvas where the only norms , today’s technology offers me and my fellow artists substrates and platforms of expressions that keep our creative flow running towards new shapes, forms and colors constantly pushing the frontiers of  our imagination. My next exhibition opening in May 5 at the BDG gallery in Chelsea will includes a diverse visual experience based on this research both traditional and digital.



Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Angelina Jolie and me only one degree of separation



Watching posters all over the city of Angelina Jolie promoting her new movie “Salt” with her living companion reminded me of a very special memory. It is a very rainy day in December 2001, a few months after the tragedy of September 11 2001. The city is bracing to celebrate a very sad holiday season, I am driving to the New York Hilton to be a special guest in a charity dedicated to the Children of Policeman and Firefighters that perished on that horrible day. For the one who don’t know, I was at ground zero that day documenting the horror from the southwest corner of the tower at ground zero and shot hundreds of pictures. One picture in particular caught the attention of a charity that asked me to blow this image, frame it and give it to the charity for a fundraiser. Incidentally, by a total coincidence the protagonists featured in this picture were alive and met me before the event and signed the image on the back together with me. So on this day, I think it was a Thursday evening; a full ballroom of supporters came to the NY Hilton to listen and contribute to this honorable charity. The event featured celebrities and familiar  New York faces. After the diner, an auction of mixed goods was offered to the public, when my photo came to be auctioned, I was asked to explain the details of the picture. Bidding started and went rapidly into the thousands, which was a blessing since all revenues went to this special children fund. After the auction was completed, a tall man, very elegant, came towards me, open his arms and embraced me very strongly. He had tears in his eyes and was obviously very emotional about what he had just purchased. I was very taken as well; the man gave me his phone number in Los-Angeles and asked me to call me, if I ever come there. He mentioned to me that this picture will be forever in his living room and that he will cherish it for eternity.
Needless to say that this was an emotional event that I will never forget. A few years later, Angelina Jolie started a very serious romance and relationship with the actor Brad Pitt. This romance was world famous and till today intrigues the entire world by its complexity and intensity. Myself, I could not stop to think about this man who had my 9-11 photograph in his home. The photograph that I took was of a firefighter that looked like a twin of Brad Pitt; he was my hero on 9-11. Many times over, people had asked me if it was Brad Pitt, and of course I said no, if you are curious about it you can read a more detailed story on my website since it is the opening picture of my website www.ronagam.com. The man who bought my picture was the actor Jon Voight, the father of Angelina. I look at this like a premonition, he saw Brad in his living room years before Angelina, and before his daughter chose him as her living companion.
 A few month ago , I asked my friend Liev Schreiber to tell Angelina the story since they were shooting “Salt “ in New York together. I don’t know if he ever did since I did not bother to ask him. But I would love Angelina to know this story about her father and maybe if I see them to offer Brad and Angelina the same picture which is now a part of American history since I gave all my collection to the Museum of Sept 11 at Ground zero which opens in sixteen months.




Friday, July 16, 2010

Facebook,Democracy in Iran and Me


About a year ago last June, I created a Facebook page in support of Democracy in Iran and I called it “100 Million Facebook Members for Democracy in Iran”.  When I did it, I never thought that this personal appeal of support would become the biggest and most popular electronic link to Iran's democracy.  Today I am glad to report that we have reached about 275,000 members plus. The page has been attacked numerous times and I have received a number of threats over the last year. 

On the positive sides, friends like Bernard Henri Levy in the first days of existence made personal appeal of support through my page. New York Times writer, Roger Cohen encouraged me to continue my work in support of  the cause. Many important and concerned citizens around the world addressed me their support.  Many times, major newspapers appealed to me for interviews about the page, but I always refused since I did not want to distort the essence of this endeavor by my personal story. On the negative side, CNN once reported from Facebook headquarters in Palo Alto about the Facebook involvement in Iran and failed purposely to mention my page while it had more members than all the rest combined. Of course, I realized that it would be causing grievance to some people in the media to report that a French-Israeli person has created the largest and most dynamic  page of support for Iran on the Internet,  just imagine the repercussion of such news.

What is really important here is a message of empowerment to all, when you believe in a cause and you have the persistence and courage to sustain the pressures, wonderful things can happen as well. I was never under the impression that this appeal will be reaching the incredible presence it has, so today, I am really proud of this effort and to the contribution it has made to a very important human right issue for which I will not cease to work for . Over the last year , I met some amazing people who become my friends.

Just one more story, through my contacts in Iran , one day I received a call from an Israeli television network that asked me to connect them to some Iranian democracy advocate in Iran, this  led to a direct  Skype interview  between Iran and Israel, for this kind of action of friendship and support , I am very proud.

I hope that one day soon Iran will be able to join the community of Nations with peacefull and friendly overtures. A great nation with great people has a predominent place in a world that strive for Peace and Fraternity.



“100 Million Facebook Members for Democracy in Iran”.
http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=105160039272&ref=mf





Tuesday, June 29, 2010

A New York moment, you cannot forget !


A few years back maybe three, someone knocks at my door unannounced, then my doorbell rings, I was occupied on a telephone conversation so I went to open the door while continuing talking on my phone.  Since I live in a doorman building in a high-rise co-op in Manhattan, most visitors must be announced by a special intercom, evidently this person was not. So I was very surprised that knocking at my door was one of the world’s most famous comedian and producer, a man, I had revered for so many years. While I opened the door, the man realized that he had inadvertently erred on another floor and that my apartment was not his final destination. He had mistakenly pushed the wrong elevator button.  To my astonishment, he looked at my door and asked me if I was Jewish, I told him, I was, as if the mezuzah on my door was not enough to confirm his query.  He looked at me, and said,  what a beautiful mezuzah , you have.  Now, I have to help you a little, this man, was at the time the biggest success on Broadway, and having him on my doorstep commenting on my Mezuzah was a surrealistic experience to me. He continued in the conversation by asking me where  can he buy such a mezuzah, I said to myself, what do I do, should I just unscrew mine from the door and give it to him in admiration?  For a few minutes more, I had this incredible New York moment with the man I admired most, telling him that I met him on his studio lot years ago at the cantina, and that for me it was a Hollywood highlight, I never forgot. ( I was seventeen and it was truly a fun memory).
Realizing the frustration of my “new friend” , I told him that this mezuzah was created by a very famous artist. He said really? (as if any one more famous than me?) . He asked who was it, I told him Yaacov Agam, and then he said Oh! Then it must be very expensive!  We agreed that I would send him one and that was the end of it.
So today I just realized that Mel Brooks must be still waiting for his mezuzah because I forgot to send it to him,  absent minded that I am.  And today was his birthday as I was informed by CNN and in a flashback; I remembered my moment with him on my doorstep.

Agam Mezuzah


Friday, May 21, 2010

Does 488 days , means something to you ?

September 11 2011 will be on a Sunday. For reasons that we all understand, I am obsessed with this day, it will be the ten anniversary of the attack on New -York by Al-Qaeda. Every ten years, the terrorist organization has successfully striked on New York at the same place. Every attack has been exponential in its effectiveness. It also been ten years that the world most powerful army has been engulfed in a tragic war against terror that to this day brought very little result.

For ten years, the US has been searching feverishly for the main culprits namely Osama Ben Laden and his lieutenants. It is absolutely incredible that till this day , Al-Qaeda heads were not brought to justice or killed. One trillion dollars and thousands of American soldiers dead and injured,  and still very little to show.


Taken all these facts in consideration and being a New Yorker, I am counting 488 days to Sunday 11 of September 2011, hoping that we will not be the target again of a devastating attack that will brutalize my city again. I am imagining  with anguish the wildest scenarios possible and to my stupor, I am stoically facing the future with the same confidence of the morning of Sept 12 2001. Tough I don't even know why?


In retrospect, the past ten years, have witnessed an amplification of dangers rarely seen in modern times. Today we are facing the hostility of North Korea, and Iran that are wooing to obtain ballistic means to deliver their soon to be nuclear warheads. As well as a multitude of small time terrorists capable of inflicting lethal and massive devastation to cities like NYC or Los Angeles.

Our presence in Afghanistan and Irak, will certainly not prevent Al-Qaeda to strike us anywhere they wish to strike, that has been proven right in London, Madrid, India just to name a few.  Even with a huge Homeland security organization , the stealth terror organizations of the world are striking with impunity wherever ,  they choose.


So yes 488 days till the ten anniversary of Sept 11 2011, is to be taken very seriously both by our Government and both by our security services. Hopefully, Congress can start to anticipate the unthinkable before it happens this time and convey all our experts on terror to placate what could be an unthinkable action against NYC or any other big American city. America must be prepared this time knowing what our enemies intentions have been in the past. And God knows , they have been lethal.