One of the things I love about being at my brother and his family’s Surrey home is the immediate burst of inspiration I get. From the ever-changing landscape to the three overgrown greenhouses in the wooded area, my heart always swells with excitement! How could I not integrate my work with the nature and architecture the Pantiles has to offer? It was only natural that I do. Read More
What a perfect little trip I took. All across the board, from finally visiting the Dennis Severs House, to successful shopping sprees, to a dear friend’s wedding. And even the pitfalls were to laugh about almost immediately. But alas with a most wonderful trip, comes a tremendous dip. I was feeling the anti-climax all day yesterday. Today I’m reasonably fine, because there are many things about being here which excite me (like my beloved PGB for example). Plus I can begin to plan my next trip to my sweetheart London. Read More
This post is not about Manifesto 13. It’s about this red and black schoolbook that Dalal Al-Nafisi (founder of Manifesto 13) gave me when I visited the art center with Zainab this morning. I do want to go back and do some proper snooping around (unfortunately I’d forgotten my phone this morning. I couldn’t take photos so borrowed Z’s). Hopefully soon I’ll have a proper M13 post.
I’ve also included some photos from a trip Z and I took to the ‘Wig Mall’ (a shopping center with every hair-related product you can think of) just because of how bizarre it was.
Check out what’s happening at Manifesto 13 here.
As I was cleaning this morning I was listening to music from my iTunes library. After Alexi Murdoch’s Song For You ended, I heard my voice. I walked up to my computer to see what it was but the recording was untitled. Then I heard someone else’s voice: Simon’s. I had forgotten about these 14 minutes of our time spent together. I wasn’t in the habit of recording our conversations, but at the time I was working on an audio project. I remember us deciding to just record ourselves casually conversing as we so often did. After hearing the recording I was curious about the napkin. I sort of had an idea which one it was. I scrolled down my category list and there it was: one item listed under…Napkin.
It’s not that old, but it’s acquired that ancient crinkle: my NYT Sunday Crossword Puzzle book from 2008. I’ve decided to solve the unfinished puzzles and use it simultaneously as a sketchbook. It works for me and I hope it works for you too. Read More
Yogi master guru wallah (just don’t know what to call him!) Chris Johns has come and gone. I love receiving friends in Kuwait. They tend to land like hurricanes and leave a trail of good memories in their wake. It’s so bittersweet, and I always look forward to more [desirable] visitors. Because I was busy enjoying my time with Chris and Reem, I neglected my blog and am so behind. Once you go through the photos you’ll understand why. Read More
I named this woman Amalie after a friend’s daughter. I imagine the original Amalie will grow up to be this. As for Agnes, that was a friend’s suggestion for the subject of this portrait. But I’d already chosen Amalie, so I decided to introduce another subject. Woof woof!
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When I started this picture earlier this evening, I was stuck. I knew I wanted to put something on this woman’s head, I just wasn’t sure what. A little ways in I posted my progress on Instagram. Minutes later, my friend Lubna Saif Abbas left a comment: I imagine her with a set of playing cards. I thought that was perfect! Because it allowed a narrative where this woman would have, on her head (well, in her hair) a playing card. So thank you, Lubna, for unsticking me!