At the end of a long day, every traveler knows the sense of calm that a hotel bed, fresh sheets, and a warm comforter can bring.
Award-winning documentary film producer and director Nurit Kedar knows the feeling well. “Any time I have to be four or five days in a strange place — the hotel bed becomes the familiar territory that I long for at the end of the day… It’s where I arrange my innermost thoughts. It’s the place where I want to go. It’s the whole world for me. It is my house of worship.”
In a new exhibition that combines text music, video and photographic images, now on at the at the Shuki Kook Studio and Gallery in Tel Aviv, Kedar presents images of hotel beds she has inhabited.
Kedar has been documenting her hotel beds for years — the twisted sheets, blanket folds, and rumpled duvets that take on almost human-like forms.
Beds are not always a safe haven. They can also be ominous — an aspect Kedar relates to in the show’s title, Bed-Death-Bed, (a play on words as the Hebrew terms for “bed” and “death” are homonyms) — and alluding to the death of her husband last year.
“For me, a bed is everything. Birth. Love. Sex. Loneliness, Dreams. Death. All of life. Silence. A bed is a home. It’s unbelievable how many beds I’ve been in…”