Olive Branch

My Great Grandfather was born near Odesa, Ukraine in 1882, amidst the aftermath of the Russian-led anti-Jewish pogroms which drove the family to Vilnius, Lithuania. He became a doctor, to help others. As we approach a full year of Russian attempted-occupation of Ukraine and observe the continued destruction dictatorships and greed unleash across the globe I wanted to offer an Olive Branch to those who need it most. This piece is an artistic representation of our collective helplessness that should never be misconstrued as hopelessness. All proceeds in perpetuity will be donated to Jose Andres’ [World Central Kitchen.](https://wck.org/) This piece will fund food and support community cooking in crisis centers all over our planet, from Ukraine to Türkye to Ohio. For my mom - whose hand I was holding while I finagled to take this shot with the other as we walked at sunset. She’s the one who told me to look up. She always is.