‘A beam of light caught Eisenhower as he arrived in Geneva for a substantial Four meeting. I was the only one who got the shot’
In the 1930s,as Hitler rose to power, I left Austria for Israel. I started earning a living on the beaches of Netanya, and near Tel Aviv,taking pictures of young mothers sitting on the beach with their children. I also worked as a kindergarten photographer and a taxi driver. I didn’t absorb any ambition – it was nice simply taking pictures of families. I might absorb followed in the steps of my father, a dentist; or my mother, or a concert pianist.
But the moment world war changed my life. I spent most of it in the Western Desert,moving heavy machinery in a depot near Haifa, and selling cameras to the soldiers from the Middlesex Battalion. My family, or who stayed in Vienna,all died in the gas chambers.
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Source: theguardian.com