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Tirzah, the person.

Pronounced "TEAR-zah MUH-roon"

I am a 27-year-old Massachusetts native, currently living in Cambridge, MA. I grew up in a reform Jewish household with three younger siblings, to my Ashkenazi Jewish mother and Lebanese/Italian father. In Jewish day school, I was steeped in the Old Testament. I'm so grateful for the art programs and art teachers I had access to as a child as well. 

Art goes back four generations in my family, and I consider myself very lucky to have been immersed in it my entire life. From a young age, my parents constantly nurtured my curiosity and creativity by taking me and my siblings to art classes, museums, and exhibitions of all kinds. If you asked me whether I could see myself being anything else other than an artist, the answer would certainly be no.

 

One of my favorite childhood memories is from when I was about 5 years old. My siblings and I went to art classes in an old cathedral in Newton, Massachusetts. Our teacher, Miss Lisa, would play Fleetwood Mac and Norah Jones while instructing us on how to collage or use charcoal. Macaroni necklaces were made too, of course. Those art class memories smell like old books, old church, lavender, mod podge and the generic hand soap we would use to wash the old yogurt cups we used to hold paint. Other favorite, art-related childhood memories are centered around my sweet parents. I fondly remember visiting Charrette’s in Woburn with my Abba and messing around with vintage doll making materials at the kitchen table while my Ima would make dinner. These experiences, among others, ignited the sparks that I still actively fan the flames of today.

As an adult artist creating memories: I love exploring off-limit graffiti-plastered landscapes with my best friends, or stickering the backs of street signs with hand-drawn stickers. Often, I ache to spend 5 uninterrupted hours in a recycling center, or in the treasure trove that is Eva B’s Thrift Store in Montreal, QC. I like to take my time hunting for things to make art and jewelry with, just as much as I like to take my time making art and jewelry itself. Both are immersive, meditative and therepeutic. These days, I still cherish making new memories with my parents  as well, whether art related or not - I will always show my new art supplies to my father and accompany my father on a walk through his beautiful garden - I will always accompany my mother to a bustling art museum or talk about jewelry design and trends with her.

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