This private moment was captured in a public square. It was one stolen minute of peace, from someone who still remembers how to slow down.

A set of illustrated moments from the thin, blurry line between “mine” and “everyone else’s business.” If you’ve ever felt like your private moments were being watched… this one’s for you. open.substack.com/pub/drawnlif...

Shabbat Shalom 🙏🏼 May your light be stronger than the chaos around us. May you always remember who you are, know that you are not alone, and still find moments of joy wherever you are.

Somewhere out there, an anonymous website decided that it now has the authority to put a price tag on human beings. substack.com/@nemoshiff/n...

I read about the Miss Israel vs. Miss Palestine “drama” unfold like déjà-vu. The drama wasn’t about thier dresses, or about thier appearance, it was about an edit clip. substack.com/profile/2870...

Don’t tell my wife about this.... She hates cameras... If she’d seen me taking this, she’d stick her tongue out at the lens, so I took it fast and kept walking, trying not to lose sight of her.

A snippet of a conversation on a television show sparked this idea, in the past it would develop into a flash fiction. Now, I let the illustration speak for itself.

This is why we can’t have guests-

Ramat Gan, this is my city- busy, loud, alive. From here, all my stories begin.

I originally planned to post a funny illustration, something light, something harmless. But reality here has a talent for barging in. So what happened? substack.com/profile/2870...

Once again, the Druze community is under fire. And honestly, I’m not sure the fire ever stopped, no matter how many “ceasefires” were declared. substack.com/profile/2870...

As I stopped for one second. I noticed this cat. It said nothing, but the message was clear: “You’re mine now.”

Hey there :) If you stumbled on this link, welcome in. 2 Inner Panels, it’s a roundup of sketches, oddities, and cartoon dilemmas that would never survive an editorial board meeting. Dive in if you’re curious. open.substack.com/pub/drawnlif...

Where the tree grows, time slows.

Every wall is an opportunity not an obstacle.

Underground isn’t just a place, it's a state of mind. It’s choosing to create even when no one’s handing you a spotlight, raising your voice when the world prefers you quiet. substack.com/@nemoshiff/n...

Well, I'm slightly offended. I asked him to look at me, even said ‘breadcrumbs’ and... nothing. Zero interest in my presence. At least I got a decent photo out of that relationship.

Winter in Israel arrives in a rush, disappears mid-sentence, and returns the moment you stop expecting it. This post follows its trail through sketches, photos, and small scenes. open.substack.com/pub/drawnlif...

Reality check: sometimes the street reflects a world that feels more honest to me than the real one.

Catching a few minutes between errands to push the next Drawn Life panel forward. Not perfect conditions, but perfect enough. substack.com/@nemoshiff/n...

Some places don’t shout their stories to the world, they just stand, steady, waiting for you to notice thier beauty.

An unfinished illustration dedicated to everyone who feels like they’re fighting the clock , one minute at a time.

Life above Tel Aviv’s city line caught mid-argument. No subtitles needed. Just feathers.

Breaking Reality Bulletin:

Operational report: Subject remains steady against mild currents. She is in “Do Not Disturb” mode, until further notice. Honestly? Respect.

For someone, this is the end of the day. For someone else, it’s only the beginning. So the real question is how we choose to see it.

After 4,118 days, the remains of Lt. Hadar Goldin have been returned to Israel. He returns not only as memory but as direction. substack.com/profile/2870...

Watching this unfold, I felt something heavy. Not because it’s new, but because it just keeps happening. And I’ll say it clearly, so everyone can hear: What happened to Noga Erez in Mexico was not “activism.” substack.com/profile/2870...

When I saw him for the first time, I thought: " Look at hime, He walks like he’s late to a meeting only he knows about. Like, he got things to do. Maybe errands?"

No rain in Israel... well, not yet. But I know the sky has been thinking about it. And so have I. So I’ve been drawing winter instead, in all its imagined versions, like this one.

In recent years, the night has become like an old friend. In what once felt empty, I now find life. Movement. And unique scenes that wait for no one. Small moments worth holding onto and sometimes documenting. So I keep my eyes open.

🙏🏼Shabbat Shalom 🙏🏼 Don't forget to rest and to have fun

Look at this crow, steady, patient, observing. It reminds me we can take a moment before we move and let the day reveal itself.

Like This tree, we have seen storms, heatwaves, forgotten conversations, and gray mornings. Yet like it, we stand, without drama, but with allot of resilience.

Look at him, stepping into the day like he owns it. With no plan, just confidence. Maybe that’s the real strategy: move forward, even if you look a little ridiculous while doing it.

Turns out perfection is overrated. So I stopped chasing perfect lines and wrote a post about it. Read it on Substack: open.substack.com/pub/drawnlif...

A Breaking Reality Report: If you are also tired, confused, or operating on caffeine fume, welcome this one for you.

Sometimes you just need to look up to see all the possibilities.

Among the many statements made by Iranian officials, one often hears claims about peace and regional stability. And the naïve listener might pause and wonder what exactly the Supreme Leader’s regime intends. substack.com/profile/2870...

I saw this scene: a small cat in the grass. The play of scale drew me in: the cat, the bushes, and the space between. So I drew it from memory, from the feeling, from how the moment looked from where I was standing.

I love these small scenes. Those without any grand stage lighting. Like the one I found this morning in Bnei Brak:

In today’s update: Hamas, the organization that executes people without trial, is warning us about legal due process. substack.com/profile/2870...

When I took this picture, on that morning, Petah Tikva wasn’t fully awake yet, it was just me and a few people and soft light. Sometimes that’s all a day needs: just a quiet beginning.

Sometimes in the eye of the storm, I find these tiny anchors. Moments that remind me to think. To breathe. To remember we’re alive. A reminder that life here is more than headlines or a hateful response. Maybe that's why I love taking pictures so much.

The idea for this strip came after a good friend of mine told me he was planning to drink less coffee.

Walking through the familiar streets of Tel Aviv, I thought- "we move, we scroll, we think. All of it happening between one small step to the next."

For everyone who is celebrating -Happy Halloween. Stay weird. Always. 🎃🧹

A list of things everyone should do this weekend: 1) To take the weight off your shoulders 2) To Rest 3)Spend time with the people you love. 4) Don't forget to have fun. 5) And no less important to have a Shabbat Shalom.

I didn’t plan this shot. The birds just rushed through the frame.

Sometimes it feels like everything around us is moving too fast, like the world never stops. To see the beauty reflected around us, we just have to pause.