Matan Tzinamon Photography

Matan Tzinamon Photography About human condition

02/12/2026

A few months ago I met .k.203 aka .art.203 at a weekend arts and crafts fair not far from where I live. invited us to share our arts there; mine was prints and Adi's was pottery and ceramics.

We shared a transparent wall between our shade structures. We were neighbors :) Adi came to check out my prints with full confidence and I was enamored by her incredible creations.

Through her work I could see depth and thought that stood out. As we dove in and talked about life I learned about the medical journey she went through.

We met again for another sale, and since then (and until this mini documentary) I got to see the late hours and devoted work she puts into her craft.

There was a lot for me to learn, so I figured I'd go and ask. Enjoy :)



.il

A portrait of a restroom
02/10/2026

A portrait of a restroom

2nd full moon of 2026 πŸͺ·πŸŒ•πŸŸ πŸŒŠ May we express ourselves fearlessly, honestly and clearly. May we trust in the motions. May w...
02/02/2026

2nd full moon of 2026 πŸͺ·πŸŒ•πŸŸ πŸŒŠ
May we express ourselves fearlessly, honestly and clearly. May we trust in the motions. May we be healthy, happy and gentle πŸƒ

🎼

What a journey it was
To follow the moon
In the dawn's early morning
In the late afternoon

Was it her I was seeking
Or was it in me
This quest I was trying
To solve peacefully

Dusty or hazy
It's all just a code
For how unclear and cluttered
It is in my abode

And the chasing I see
It's a sleek waiting game
For a heart seeking clarity
While burning in flame

Gentle are waters
Of peach orange green
As they wash off the clutter
And leave the slate clean

And the moon is just moon
A mere rock reflecting light
But to be a man on this planet
Is to see the relation of this might

Ebbs and flows are a rhythm
I can see at the sea
But that is because
I recognize them in me

A pigeon once sat On a rusty old ledgeWasn't sure if she's happyOr held a cranky lil wedgeWhen I think a bit moreOn the ...
02/01/2026

A pigeon once sat
On a rusty old ledge
Wasn't sure if she's happy
Or held a cranky lil wedge

When I think a bit more
On the damage we've done
I become more so sure
We're the reason it had all begun

Inhabiting birdies to carry our words
We thought we were noble
But let's face it together
We were just being turds

Adjusting the pigeons
To the shape of a city
Holding them captive
Is certainly quite sh*tty

So I get it when I see them
From the roof looking down
Now I'm sure it ain't no smile
It's an ancestral wicked frown

*with love to all the pigeons out there feeling neglected 🎼πŸͺ·

Architexture always caught my eye. Physical shapes built by emotional patterns is a thing to stop and look at. Yesterday...
01/30/2026

Architexture always caught my eye. Physical shapes built by emotional patterns is a thing to stop and look at.

Yesterday I created some headshots for a dear friend. I now realize how lucky I was to be asked by him to have his photograph taken. I immediately felt inspired mode on. Kind of like a dog smelling food from afar, I started feeling what shapes and patterns would compliment the photographs best.

There's this older funky project not far from where I live. I saw these shapes multiple time but honestly I never really saw their beauty.

I had my camera on me, so I decided to take a few pictures on top of the headshots.

Sitting and editing these suddenly opened a faucet of inspiration. Together with curiosity I started playing around with vertical and horizontal flips. Is something I've only done with puddle reflections until now. It was worth a shot 🀯

Cooler than this is the endlessness that comes with new ideas. I could sit and expand these into entire surfaces. Muhahah :)

Cool right?
Let me know you think about it πŸ›΅πŸ¦–

01/28/2026

Amnon lives down the road from me. I see him sewing art with his 86 y.o .sewing machine, but never really got to talk to him.

I was sitting at yesterday editing and organizing my brain. Amnon (.o ) sat down not far and pulled out his sewing machine. Kinda like a laptop.

I wanted to get closer, and decided to bring along my phone and mics. I sat with him for 10 minutes and made this shorty documini.

I want to make more of these. Let's express art 🌈

Writing with light is the literal meaning of photography. Yet I'm interested in finding out how writing with different s...
01/18/2026

Writing with light is the literal meaning of photography. Yet I'm interested in finding out how writing with different shades, angles, time and intensities of light makes me feel.

My body responds differently to dusky light than it does to dawny light. It responds to rays peaking out from behind clouds, light particles bouncing off glass and water and light staring back at me from an eye of a cat.

I aim to paint emotions with what I see. I'm befriending technology again and through that I'm reminded that we are doing life together with life, not from it or for it. And all it is, is play.

While seeing them on a screen does a great deal, it's the physical witnessing of them that puts the e in motion πŸͺ·πŸŒπŸͺ‡


Tel Aviv Triptic πŸͺ·πŸŽΌπŸŒ•
01/13/2026

Tel Aviv Triptic πŸͺ·πŸŽΌπŸŒ•

Perception challenge  #2: if you're the first to guess this right before you get to the last image you get a framed 20x3...
01/13/2026

Perception challenge #2: if you're the first to guess this right before you get to the last image you get a framed 20x30cm version of it πŸͺ·πŸ”˜πŸ”˜βš«οΈβšͺοΈβš«οΈπŸ”˜πŸ”˜πŸͺ·

Storms pass πŸͺ·
01/09/2026

Storms pass πŸͺ·

Barefoot. Fire place. Friends. Air. Nourished. Nature πŸŽΌβœ¨πŸƒ
01/08/2026

Barefoot. Fire place. Friends. Air. Nourished. Nature πŸŽΌβœ¨πŸƒ

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