Bound by Faith (a personal account)
I spent some time at what many lovingly call "the kibbutz,” a warehouse loft building situated in one of Brooklyn's largest Hasidic Jewish communities. The simplicity of their ways allures me. Cloaked in palettes of black and white and a mysterious wisdom all their own, they guard their heritage as the world beats around them. I look in and sometimes they look back. But most often not. Perhaps in their eyes, the purity of their culture too pure to invite a momentary glance. There is integrity in this fierce preservation of culture, accompanied by an inevitable separation, for one can not keep others out without also binding yourself.
Excerpts from Bound by Faith published in Black & White Magazine.