a little sparse. i was too busy enjoying m’s company. i have to say, this is one of the best flights i’ve had ever. it was like those dreams i have when i’m wondering why the plane is too comfy. it’s hard to explain

because it’s an eye saloon and will only ever be an eye saloon. i wondered if perhaps it made more poetic sense in arabic. it didn’t

the exterior of mathaf museum in doha. this’ll be my home for a week. it’ll house my exhibition for two months. my neighbors will be mona hatoum and etel adnan. how cool is that? for me, very!

mona hatoum’s ‘bunker’ occupies the museum entrance. I find such serenity in her work, despite the title of this exhibition: ‘turbulence’

this is the ‘project space’, a hall that i’ll be doing a week-long residency in, starting april 2nd. the ‘exhibition’ ensuing will be open to the public april 7

assistant curators namkha and tamar going through my sketchbooks. we had a pretty productive brainstorming session that afternoon

that night, room service. club sandwich of course. here, a shy bread roll. i was supposed to write my artist’s statement that evening but went to bed at eight

needless to say, there was panic in the morning when i realized that no matter how much i tried, i couldn’t unclog my writer’s block

i couldn’t resist. me inside hatoum’s ‘you are still here (in arabic)’ piece

maysaa and me selfie. we hadn’t seen each other for fourteen months, so relished this time together

mayhem in kuwait airport. confetti, popping balloons, bright lights…and this egyptian actor. i don’t think this guy’s too happy he’s being photographed by a crazy chick in black