My Brother Mohammed Category

secretary } opening night photos by mohammed alkandari

  Listen to Amazed by Poe Finally my brother Mohammed’s long-awaited photos from Secretary opening night. I love that he shoots in black and white, and when he shoots in color it’s always so vibrant. I can’t thank him enough for always being so supportive. Big hug.

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tuesday night, bring your appetites

Thank you, Mo, for working with me on this. My brother.

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kiss & cut } the exhibition } mohammed alkandari’s photos

I’m finally posting my brother Mohammed’s photos of the opening night of my exhibition Kiss & Cut. Unfortunately, he was having trouble with his camera and wasn’t too happy with what he took. But to me it’s not about the final photos. It’s a personal appreciation of his being there and capturing the moments that […]

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pgb3 perspectives } mohammed alkandari

Every year, a vital part of my PGB exhibitions are my brother Mohammed’s photos and Mohammed himself. He flew in early from Bahrain to be at the exhibition, and that means the world to me. Thanks, Mo.

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prettygreenbullet the second exhibition photos } mohammed alkandari

For every one of my exhibitions in the past five years, my brother Mohammed Alkandari has been there for me, snapping away. I always value his ‘eye’ and his point of view, and his photos never cease to surprise me. There was absolutely no editing done on these photos taken with his new Leica (which […]

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Stories of Eves Exhibition Photos|Mohammed Alkandari

And another opening passes by. I wish I could have enjoyed it more but I was (and still am) in the midst of nursing what feels like a stomach virus again. For someone who takes pleasure in food, that sucks. I hope, however, that for those of you who didn’t attend, you enjoy the photos […]

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From Under the Rug|Heart & the Gutting

In January 2008 I had a very personal exhibition at the Sultan Gallery. It was the culmination of seven months of writing a daily note and preparing a paper bag lunch for my college imaginary friend, Thomas. The bags were a result of a very traumatic and painful period in my life. They helped me […]

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