the hills-rather hill (tilal)-are alive with the sound of eve
cupid’s bows
the gallery was haunted last night
drawing turkeys and telling fortunes
snip snap
i was here first
hello
good-bye
and everything in between
let there be light
me and a couple of men i bumped into with my skirt: latif amara and simon balsom
chatting ghosts
jana flitting past two women with a story
jana, simon and tareq
mob
mai alnakib and her pretty dress
chitter chatter
i didn’t spend a good ten minutes trying to stick on a pair of false lashes for nothing. who’s the idiot who invented these upper eye wigs anyway?
going…
…and coming
ah, family: jana, sarah, abdul-razzaq, ahmed, ghadah and puritan eve
i love this little boy. and i DO know him, he’s my nephew, abdul-razzaq
more chitter chatter
sarah
sarah, her father, son and brother-in-law
starting to space out
yasmine and her sister
what my paintings saw
sitting
fearsome two
dementor
like (love)
time to go home