The days are passing faster than I can record them. So I’ll be doing these regularly rather than daily, because it was making me miserable.
I decided that vlogging would be easier than writing in my journal, just for the time-being. Turns out it’s not as easy as I thought and I haven’t much to say. Also, my face without eyebrows and a head is pretty hideous.
I can’t do this anymore, I hate that I’m a day behind so I’m consolidating here. This post is yesterday and today.
End of day two.
This afternoon, after an errand at the Kuwaiti Higher Education department, I met my friend Lulwa at Partridge’s in Sloane Square where I had the most incredible salted caramel brownie.
I got back home to a nice toasty flat (got the radiators to work, but not sure how, so they’re on/off at random times) and took a really good nap! And that’s this London trip: mellow, subdued, crazy-free.
Not that I’m doing much. It’s been a subdued stay so far, which was the plan all along: sleep, eat well, breathe and draw.
And see friends of course.
I was supposed to see Anna later on but neither one of us was in any condition to meet:
I finally arrived at the Airbnb flat I’d been dying to see ever since my sister Yasmine suggested it to me. I came here this time envisioning a quieter, more serene experience. I’m here to see my friends, yes, but I’m also here to spend time in this flat, with London happening just outside its windows.
Airplane Timelines in reverse order. I’m creating these next posts using the WordPress app on my iPhone, so not sure yet how to use all the features.
I think this is one of my most elaborate and time-consuming Instagram posts yet. For it, I needed to remove a huge three-seater couch and fill my shelves with my 500 polyhedra. Oh, and I needed a life-size self-portrait. No biggy. Read More
You know what makes me cry? Watching people greet each other at the airport. I’m such a sap and it’s a great time passer, especially when you’re waiting around for a loved one to walk through those sliding doors. Rainbow tears from one with a metal heart.
What makes you cry? Read More
I’ve been feeling rather rainbow-ish lately. I’ve always loved a good rainbow; they’re so exciting to spot and so rare in this part of the world. But they’re also a throwback to the early 80s, an era in which their popularity in sartorial culture soared. I owned everything rainbow: rainbow shoelaces, rainbow-handled tote-bag, rainbow wig. I was even a rainbow monkey for halloween once, whatever that is. Read More
My family and I spent a lovely week in Beirut and the Lebanese mountains for my sister Yasmine’s wedding. I’ll share some moments here. Read More
A few weeks ago I decided to take on a commission, just out of curiosity. It was to create one of my journals, but for someone else, a complete stranger. In a way it was like I was this woman’s surrogate chronicler: incubate my stories for the duration of a few weeks and ultimately give them away, or in my case sell it. And she, she was my unknown confidant. In a strange way I felt like I was getting to know her, but I know as much about her today than I did before I started. It’ll be hard to part with this notebook, just because it holds so much and I was so invested in it. Ah well. Read More
I love experimenting with the elements, and this is something I’ve always wanted to do: freeze my drawings and watch them thaw out. So that’s what I did using the iPhone time-lapse feature. I love what little effort it took from me to create this video. It’s sort of like putting a dirty load into the washing machine and letting it do its thing. An hour or so later it’s all done for you.
I’ve also included in this post some other videos that lead to the final segment I’ve posted above. This particular segment will be part of a longer video I’m currently working on (ice is melting in the kitchen as we speak).
*Music is by Samuel Coleridge-Taylor: Piano Quintet in G, op. 1. Ballade in C, op. 73. Read More