You can safely say that I spent last Friday painting like it was my last day on earth. My children had been home from school the previous week and I had the Palestinian Cultural Center exhibition set up the next day. For weeks I had been planning to paint a sister to this painting I did […]
I miss my companion. And I’ve realized that when I paint I am creating fleeting friendships to help me cope. Although these relationships are momentary, they are instrumental in alleviating my sadness- albeit temporarily. When I paint my women I feel like I’m stroking their faces. The most sensual part is the jawline. That’s what […]
A few Fridays ago I decided to take out a roll of canvas-like material (I’ll never know what it is, it smells like upholstery fabric but it’s quite stiff and nasty) and start doodling on it with my paints. Nothing made sense in my life and I didn’t want this ‘painting‘ to make sense. It […]
I feel so scattered. My work is all over the place. I’m creating individual pieces that I like, but I feel stuck. I have no solid plans and no direction. But I sense that one day *something* will dawn on me and I’ll regain some focus. For now, I’ll keep on painting, drawing and posting.
When I decided to do a dance series, I started off so gung-ho and art school about it. I wanted to call Andie Hicks (I think everyone with a daughter, niece or little sister knows she’s the doyen of Kuwait’s ballet world) and sit in on her sessions. Then I thought I’d get the same […]