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From the Bspot|Latifa|Originally Posted August 16, 2009
Posted on August 7, 2010 Leave a Comment
A year ago, my Aunty Latifa died after a long, on and off battle with breast cancer. I have a few sketches which either remind me of her, or were influenced by the way I felt concerning her at the time. I was never really close to my aunt, but we did share some one-on-one […]
From the Bspot|Fashion Fascists|Originally Posted August 11, 2009
Posted on March 21, 2010 Leave a Comment
You and I see things differently. A chewed apple in my mouth tastes different than a chewed apple in yours. You may love shoulder pads, but to me they are a representation of a decade best left behind. In a society where commodities like intelligence and thinking are left on the back burner, we find […]
From the Bspot|Ramona the Pest|Originally Posted on August 5, 2009
Posted on March 14, 2010 Leave a Comment
Who remembers Beverly Cleary’s Ramona Quimby? The Ramona books were among my favorite in the third grade. And I loved the illustrations by Alan Tiegreen. His Ramona had skinny legs and a big head with a bob of scraggly hair. The books epitomized the way I thought life should be at the age of 8. This particular […]
From the Bspot|Wax|Originally Posted August 5, 2009
Posted on March 12, 2010 Leave a Comment
This picture is more about the lady in the corner, discretely depilating herself, than the woman in the foreground. Body hair has always been a tremendous complex for a hirsute Arab like me. The woman is in pain and discomfort. She’s bent like a contortionist in a plexiglass box. She’s probably sweating and her sheera/halawa/sukar […]
From the Bspot|Half-Frontal|Originally Posted August 31, 2009
Posted on March 12, 2010 Leave a Comment
I dream a lot that I’m naked and exposed. Of course a dream like that would probably suggest vulnerability, weakness and humiliation. At least that’s what I think. The worst naked dreams are those when I’m in a public (or even private) toilet and I can’t go because the door is missing or there are […]
From the Bspot|Atomic|Originally Posted August 7, 2009
Posted on March 11, 2010 Leave a Comment
I’ve always been in awe of science. All through school I was constantly made to believe (through my many failures in the subject, both theoretically and practically) that I could never be good at it. I saw it as a great shortcoming which added to my pre-and slightly post-pubescent low self-esteem. It’s difficult as a […]
From the Bspot|Here, Chicken|Originally Posted August 11, 2009
Posted on March 11, 2010 1 Comment
Have you ever had an invisible friend? Or further still, an invisible life? A life that only you and a few others know about, that many of your most loved ones don’t, or can’t even imagine, exists. Summer is about to end. Next week, an old reality will set back in as my other life […]
From the Bspot|Like Glue|Originally Posted August 25, 2009
Posted on March 7, 2010 Leave a Comment
In our lives we experience people who cling. It’s hard to accept that someone you like/love may cling to you, so imagine having to deal with one you don’t even like. I’m sure everyone who’s never clung to anyone has had someone cling onto them. Physical clingers are children who will attach themselves to you. […]
From the Bspot|Plane Sketches|November 27, 2006, Kuwait Airways Flight 177, Kuwait to Paris|Originally Posted June 29, 2009
Posted on March 7, 2010 Leave a Comment
These were done on board Kuwait Airways in late 2006. I was flying with Amira Behbehani (to my left) and Thuraya Al-Baqsami (on my right). We were en route to Paris for a group show at the Institut Du Monde Arabe (also with us was Suhaila Al-Najdi sitting in Business Class the lucky duck). It […]
From the Bspot|Blue Canary in the Outlet By the Lightswitch*|Originally Posted August 28, 2009
Posted on March 5, 2010 Leave a Comment
Sometimes I fancy myself a bit of an architect. With this sketch, done on August 4th, I didn’t get very far. But I guess there’s as much architecture in a birdhouse as there is in a palace. *They Might Be Giants, Birdhouse in Your Soul
From the Bspot|Plane Sketches|December 20, 2009|On Wataniya Airways Cairo to Kuwait|Originally Posted December 21, 2009
Posted on March 3, 2010 3 Comments
This plane sketch was done in my ‘Ramadan’ diary. Some may remember it. I love being up in the air, it really clears my mind. And on this crucial trip, the distance and change of scenery allowed me to open my eyes, which I had left closed for too long.
From the Bspot|Plane Sketches|June 12, 2007|On Board Kuwait Airways Flight 543 Kuwait to Cairo|Originally Posted August 16, 2009
Posted on March 3, 2010 Leave a Comment
This was a short flight aboard a rented Novair Airbus 33o (I think Norwegian). In a tumultuous period of my life, I found peace at 35,000 feet. I was alone on this trip, attending my friend Dagher’s wedding. It was my last trip to Cairo [I have been to Cairo since I posted this].
From the Bspot|Plane Sketches|December 17, 2008, Emirates Air|Kuala Lumpur to Dubai|Originally Posted June 26, 2009
Posted on February 21, 2010 1 Comment
I’m going to start posting my airplane sketches on here. These are drawings I do on a plane. Because I’m a nervous flyer-well, I used to be anyway-my sketching style changes. There is a purpose to most of these drawings and that’s to help me pass time.The drawings are different and distinguished in several ways. […]
From the Bspot|Seals in Kuwait|Originally Posted July 2, 2009
Posted on February 17, 2010 6 Comments
I was walking from my car to Bait Lothan the other day and my eye caught this. I did a double take. Seals in Kuwait. As I marveled at my luck in accidentally discovering these creatures, a wayward puppy seal came over and tugged at my pant leg. I thought, she must be hungry. So […]
From the Bspot|How to Dismantle a 65 Kilo Crate & What to Do With It|Originally Posted July 11, 2009
Posted on February 17, 2010 2 Comments
A few days ago I received some of my paintings and drawings from The Third Line gallery in Dubai. The crate which carried my paintings weighed 65 kilos. The smaller one was much lighter but also heavy. To facilitate disposal, I decided to dismantle the crate piece by piece. The wood and foam were in […]
