117 grew up in Bat Yam and has spent much of his life in Tel Aviv.

Most of what he knows came from being around people, working at night, hosting, building places, listening, watching, and learning how a room changes depending on who enters it.

Over the years, 117 founded, created and continues to develop restaurants, bars, nightclubs, hospitality spaces and events. Around these places grew a serious cultural programme of music, art, performance and gatherings, which is not separate from 117, but part of the same ongoing practice.

Some of these places have become part of the cultural life of the city. They were never built around titles, hierarchy or status.

There are clear values and clear rules, but no one needs a title to matter.

The idea is simple: different people can share the same space without having to become the same. There should be less need to perform, to explain yourself, or to wear a mask in order to belong.

117 continues to build and invent places around this idea.

The work being made now comes from the same experience.

117 wants to connect material with the life he knows: the night, hospitality, and the textures of the city.

Tel Aviv and Bat Yam are built in layers. Old beside new. Concrete, rusted metal, glass, electricity, cables, painted walls, repairs, construction and things left behind.

These materials are not arranged by status.

Oil paint is not automatically more important than concrete. Clean glass is not more valuable than rusted metal. A material found in the street can exist beside one made for a specific purpose.

The whole palette is available.

Each material is different, but none needs to stand above another.

Perhaps the same is true of the people in a city.

For 117, building a room, creating a night, bringing people together, developing a cultural programme, or making an object are not separate activities. They come from the same place: a curiosity about what can happen when different elements are allowed to meet.

This was never really a career that was planned.

It was something closer to a calling, one that 117 did not choose as much as discover, and eventually could no longer resist.

117 is still building places.

Some are large enough to hold hundreds of people.

Some are small enough to hang on a wall.

The story is only beginning.