Navigating the artistic response of Israelis to a massacre and war and the power to heal – a visiting architect’s perspective.
By Michael Witkin
This burst of extraordinary artistic creativity in Israeli society has been unleashed by the painful reality of war and by all the Jewish blood that was so savagely spilled on October 7, 2023. The country has been traumatized and is in constant mourning. Their art is evocative and original and provides a therapeutic healing to restore and make whole again.
While travelling, I constantly heard the strains of classical piano playing in the subways and bus stations and the ever-present sidewalk guitar solos, all very accomplished musicians. Music brings us joy and comfort; it motivates us and calms the soul.
I visited an art exhibition at ANU Museum of the Jewish People on the campus of the Tel Aviv University entitled “October Seventh”. The exhibition curates a body of gut-wrenching emotive and evocative work by 25 artists; some are living, some are deceased including those who were murdered on October 7th or died during the ensuing war and those who survived and suffered the loss of loved ones, the destruction of their homes or whose families were gravely impacted by the horrors of the massacre.
These works of art reveal the hidden edges of the artists’ souls and portray the unimaginable. Like a fresh wound, there is so much pain residing in the sanctuary of their minds. Not only are these works a representation of the face of one’s life or to lay bare the unanswered questions, but a warning – like the all too familiar ‘SIREN’ – to be ever-watchful for the enemy. These disturbing images succeed in pushing our boundaries and provoking us; revealing deeper truths of our society. Much of this art resonates with oneself and imparts an overwhelming feeling of emptiness, helplessness, despair, and to a degree, fear. I was trembling as emotions I had never felt before were washing over me; all in total silence.

It has been stated that war and suffering stultify artistic creativity and becomes the death of our dreams. The poet’s voice is silent; the sculptor does not wield his chisel nor does the painter dip his brush. The roiling of the normal and of the natural “According to Diane Sophrin – Art and Life 6/21/20)”, has revealed the pain in the dark crevices of our collective anguish as we cling tenaciously onto hope and life; while art seeps in and out of the pores of Israel…
To this point, an exhibition plaque reads:
“It has been said that “when the canons are heard, the Muses are silent”. The need to survive is thought to quiet ideas, thoughts, and creation. This notion seems to have turned on its head in this war, and we are experiencing an abundance of creativity in all art fields. As the canons are heard, the voices of the Muses are emerging all the more clearly from deep down in the throat.”

“Among first to give voice to our collective grief were Israeli musicians. The musicians provided temporary relief for people who survived the unthinkable trauma or were about to leave for war. They played at funerals and hospitals, performed for evacuees from the South and the North, for survivors of the music festival’s massacres, and soldiers at meeting points. They often performed only with a guitar – and a lot of soul.”
(Excerpt from the curator of the October Seventh exhibition- ANU Museum of the Jewish People)

I stare in awe at this painting, take my cue from the text, and literally have to catch my “breath”. I ponder: “Can art that provokes such powerful emotions affect change in Israeli society?” Mesmerized, I am reminded by a quote from Berthold Brecht:
“Art is not a mirror held up to reality, but a hammer with which to shape it.”


I stop, step back to process, and see how the artist has turned Matisse’s famous ‘Les Demoiselles d’Avignon’ into a Nova Music Festival crime scene with butchered, murdered, naked women splatted with blood. It is horrifying but what Hamas perpetrated was precisely that – a horrifying mass murder crime scene !
I continue and am confronted by a painting of a map of massacre and murder. Interspersed between the now familiar names of towns and kibbutzim I’ve gleaned from the news, are the sites where on “October Seventh”, the killings took place.

Women were in the forefront of what transpired on October Seventh. They fought and died with their male peers. In the painting ‘Blood Covenant’ below, the artist Irit Regev, whose daughter-in-law is a survivor of the Kibbutz Or Haner massacre, paints in homage to the woman fighters – ‘First Sergeant P. and her dog Bingo’.

That there was little chance for escape for most the young revelers at the Nova Music Festival was captured by this photograph below at the Burnt Car Cemetery. How could one not fail to think:
“Who were the young people in this car and what they went through?”

When words are not enough to express our feelings, we need another “language”. Art enables us to confront suffering, to connect with our emotions and release our inner thoughts. Art is a pathway to self-discovery and consoles our wounds. I could see as I toured Israel, this will take time – maybe a very long time.
In an art gallery in Zichron Yakov, south of Haifa, I saw attached to a public wall, a glass shadow box, not with typical jewelry inside but dismembered Barbie Doll body parts, while in Sderot, which terrorists turned into a city of slaughter, I focused my camera on a wall mural opposite the destroyed police station, today a memorial, detailing the Lion of Judah – the traditional symbol of resilience in Judaism – and the lioness protecting her metaphorical young. From our car window, while driving around Sderot, where terrorists mowed down anyone they saw from their pickup trucks, I saw peering at me from a hedge an image of a haunting face of a young woman hiding in fear.



At the iconic Hostages Square in Tel Aviv, a large evocative sculpture of a chained heart glistening in blood. I saw whimsical little pottery-people sitting on a bench on a ledge or scaling the wall on the side of a house. There is sculpture made from the remains of cars hit by RPG’s while kids burned alive inside as they tried to flee the Nova Music Festival.
All this and more bares testimony to such savagery wreaked upon them that fateful day. They just wanted to love life and listen to music.….

And then there is our Nemesis, the same blackness and savagery of Amalek, Haman and Hitler …the insidious skull of Hamas devouring limbs……


There are many quotations supporting the notion of the power of art and how it helps us overcome trauma and hardship. Here is an excerpt that resonates powerfully:
“I hold the deepest gratitude to Art, for she has led me to places I never expected to travel. The making, the crafting of art soothes, stimulates, quiets, engages, frustrates, calms and stirs my soul. It makes me feel alive. My inspiration flows intuitively from the stuff of life – Revealing the remarkable within the ordinary, Leading me towards my truest spiritual self, Urging me to see the entire world before I die…..”
(Article: Art as Healing by Heidi Darr-Hope)
Art reminds us of the enduring power of creativity and the transformative healing power of artistic expression. Art does help to heal; for it is in this pursuit that we find a deeper understanding of ourselves and a connection to something larger than ourselves. Yes indeed, a picture can convey more truth and emotions than a thousand words ever could……
*Feature picture: A poignant message of resilience perched on a piano in Hostages and Missing Square in Tel Aviv. (Photo by Abigail K. Leichman).
About the writer:

Raised in Cape Town, South Africa and a graduate in architecture from the University of Cape Town in 1976, Michael Witkin‘s first commission was the Mosque and Madrasa in the oppressed black neighborhood of Hanover Park where he also helped to raise money and acquire donated building materials. He also designed emergency low-income housing units using waterproofed heavy-duty corrugated cardboard. With the birth of his first child, he designed and manufactured a portable baby bassinet; and was involved in other pioneering projects including water recycling. Michael immigrated to San Diego where he had a successful architectural practice for 28 years; and a construction company for 13 of those years. He served as president of the North County American Institute of Architects and chaired the design review board for the San Diego City Development Corporation for many years. Additionally, he critiqued students at the School of Architecture in design. He has 4 children and moved to Michigan 15 years ago. Besides commercial and residential projects, he specializes in religious buildings, grows flowers and build furniture and charcuterie boards from exotic hardwoods.
You can see examples of Michael’s innovative woodcraft and architectural work at
BOARDSetal. – Michael Witkin and Michael Witkin Architects
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The “Path of Peace” sculpture by artist Dani Caravan. An environmental sculpture which is one of the attractions of Nitzana



















































Negev Brigade Memorial, Beersheva, Israel
Prayer for the Peace of Jerusalem – Knesset wall relief, Jerusalem, Israel
Kikar Levana, Tel Aviv, Israel
Culture Square, Tel Aviv, Israel
UNESCO Square of Tolerance – Homage to Yitzhak Rabin, Paris, France
The Axe Majeur, Cergy-Pontoise, France