For years, Allenby Street was considered the “street of photography”.
Photography buffs thronged to Allenby, photography students came here to buy used, in mint condition cameras, professionals stopped to upgrade their equipment, dozens of specialist businesses flourished.
And then came the digital age.
Armed with a 120mm camera manufactured back in the nineteen-fifties (when the street of photography was in its heyday), plenty of optimism and a hunger for nostalgia, I embarked on a photographic journey with the aim of discovering and documenting the last remains of the mythological street of photography. Today, Allenby is one of Tel Aviv’s most neglected, shamefaced streets, its days of glory long gone. The magnificent, eclectic style buildings are disintegrating, their façades expropriated by Everything for a Dollar stores and fast food stands. Here, I met the last representatives of an age gone by and their handful of successors, each of whom has his own story to tell.
