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104 the early 19 th century ( , and whom I would join on holidays . Out of my personal experience in various creative domains I can confidently say that there is no essential difference between designing a town square, a building, a chair, a layout of a book, a film or making the Sabbath rolls in the way my Grandmother Rivka made them in the hotel . For what makes a town square or a building a place we wish to return to again and again, so in that sense can be named Timeless, or, for that matter, what gives a book a long shelve life, or what makes us want to watch a film over and over is the fact that they all create a deep emotional feeling . I always assumed that my strong and emotional attachment to Safed, to the hotel, to the character and the things Grandmother Rivka made, was generated from a subjective experience which has perhaps to do with nostalgia and my personal relationship to that place . But then I realized that other people, who came there from all over the world and from cultures and traditions different from mine, had nonetheless a similar experience to mine . That made me understand that something happens there which is beyond my personal and intimate experience, something much more basic that is common to us all as human beings . What stirs in us emotionally in the stone paved courtyard in hotel "Tel Aviv", can stir in us in the whitewashed courtyard with vine on a Greek island . The quality that stirs in us as we walk an alley in a city like Safed, can stir in us as we walk an alley in a city like Tinos in Greece . As in the basis of all places that create this similar pleasant experience are Patterns of space that reflect a human reality, which apparently defies cross - cultural boundaries . My acquaintance with Alexander's research and work, on the nature of spatial order, gave me the scientific "stamp of approval" that beyond the prepared the food in her kitchen at the hotel . It is the nature of simplicity ) distinguished from simplistic ( , the clarity and purity I absorbed from the sights I experienced in Safed . The patio surrounded by 12 rooms built with thick stone walls where the guests lived side by side with the family . The loquat tree at the center of the Watching my grandmother whitewashing the walls of the alley at the entrance to the hotel in pale blue on Passover . courtyard, the smells coming from the fig trees in the courtyards behind entrances, and the sight of people strolling slowly down in the silence of the alleys dressed in their finest on their way to the synagogues where the family used to pray ) since Inner patio, Hotel "Tel Aviv", Safed . g left : The carving of the lions on the Holy Ark were carved by my great grandfather Abraham ) Berenson ( , Ha - Ari Ashkenazi Synagogue, Safed . Grandmother Rivka whitewashing the walls of the alley in light blue . ) Taken from the film directed by Nili Portugali (
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פורטוגלי, נילי
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