the most difficult process is untwisting the teabags. writing on a brittle teabag with a .18 technical pen comes in a close second
This afternoon I revisited my teabags yet again. I know, you guys are probably sick of this project, but believe me, not as much as I am. Besides wanting to put an end to the teabag clutter I suffer in the kitchen, I’m dying to see what the end result looks like! (more…)
i should invite more people over for tea or i'll never be finished with this. i don't know, is the canvas getting bigger? last time i posted i was 'almost halfway done'. i'm still almost halfway done. tea, anyone?
Filed under: The Teabag Prophecies | Tags: Kuwait, lipton, red, tea, teabags, yellow
teabags cascading down the side of my table. am i the only one who finds this beautiful?
Although I love the environment and do what I can to avoid destroying it, the main reason I keep many things considered trash by others is that I simply love the way they look and truly believe that one day I will create something beautiful with them. One day. As you see, I’m still working on my Tea piece. It’s just started picking up again because my children have become huge-ass tea drinkers (which is a good thing for me, a little contested for them). If I’m not done with this thing-this obsession I’m working-on by the end of 2011, I’ll be taking up tea myself. (more…)
Filed under: Lazing on a Sunday Afternoon, Step By Step, Tea, The Teabag Prophecies | Tags: Kuwait, lipton, project, teabag, yasmine alkandari
About a year ago I started collecting teabags because I loved the organic-ness of a used and dried up bag of tea. I also love repetition and the linearity of things. There is something very regimental and military-like about any ordinary object or human being stacked side by side; almost but not altogether uniform. I brought this back out today and restarted work on it with help from my sister, Yasmine, who took all the pictures except for the ones with her in them, obviously. (more…)
Tea again. I am now officially obsessed. Dyed, drowned, doused but not drunk. Tea will accompany me for the next few months as I work on my new pieces for my next exhibition. I don’t have a date or venue yet but that’ll come with time. (more…)
I love tea. I don’t drink it but I love the color and the way teabags look after being doused in a cup of boiling water for a few minutes. I kind of went crazy with these though. I opened three boxes of Chay Al-Wizza and obsessively steeped one after another and placed them on a cookie sheet. I love the organic feel of the bags and the aroma took me back to my grandparent’s old home when my grandpa used to cool down the tea for us by pouring it into a saucer and twirling it around a little.
