Giclée print of original oil on canvas painting. Starring my wife, she stands on our porch in south Tel Aviv enjoying her morning coffee. Shabat was a day of almost absolute quiet in a part of the city that was choked by traffic, honking horns and pedestrians, throughout the week. One day of respite from the hussle of the working week. A moment of silence, when the birds could be heard, and the sounds of waves rolling onto the beach made their way to our ears on a breeze from the sea.