خالتي هناء وحياتها غير التقليدية: سلسلة للفتيات الثائرات. “وجدتها!” هتفتُ فجأةً بلا سبب، فيما كنتُ أشاهدُ التلفزيون يوم سبتٍ عاديٍّ مليءٍ بالبرامجِ التلفزيونيّةِ العاديّة… ووعودٍ فارغةٍ كالنجومِ (أو ربما الغيوم) بإنهاء الفروض المدرسيّة التي لا تُشبه، على فكرة، الأشجارَ الضخمةَ التي تسكنُ مُخيلتي، نهارًا، وأنامُ على أغصانها الملوّنةِ مساءً. نظرتِ الماما مُباشرةً في عينيَّ وكأنها […]
خالتي هناء – فتاة لا تنتمي قراءة المزيد »
Dear Anyone,They were burned alive.The video showing their slow death and deafening screams are circulating all over the country.War is beguiling for those who have yet to understand life.It is only real for those who have tasted heartbreak.We will all live a different story until all of this ends.And we are told that it will
letters to No – One: Number 7 قراءة المزيد »
My name is Mademoiselle Julia.I assassinate people for money.More or less.I take care of my ageing father.He thinks he is an emperor.I am a show girl.More or less.I long for an ordinary life.I must find a way to escape.Take my ageing father with me.Stop the blood that sheds continuously and mercilessly.And with no regret.I am
Mademoiselle Julia – Chapter two قراءة المزيد »
Everyone in the newspaper accepted that I was different. Not special. Or prodigiously talented. Just different. I could see people. I could write stories about them. I could discover them.
I Could be a writer if only… قراءة المزيد »
I take care of my ageing father.
Mademoiselle Julia – Chapter one قراءة المزيد »
It is a fine evening. Fine enough for discoveries. And new friendships. And a sandwich decorated with a rose. Or is it a flower. So many roses. So many flowers. Delicious tea. An espresso and chocolate dressed as a red rose. Or is it a flower? It is certainly a fine evening. This is not
“Say goodbye to everything you know”.
Letters to No – One: Number 6 قراءة المزيد »
I keep repeating myself don’t I?
Letters to No – One : Number 5 قراءة المزيد »
“This subject may have dozens of possibilities. I begin drawing first, at varying speeds- sometimes with immediate force, and at other times with slow deliberation”.Check out full article in the section:EXHIBITIONS.
Mansour El Haber’s Possibilities… قراءة المزيد »
Allow me to turn you into a story.Your forgotten gems,Your intimate neighborhoods,Your new bashful buildings,Your influencers,Your losers,Your heartbreakers, who, I am told, are also heartbroken, Your elegance, Your galleries, Your plays, Your arrogance – Oh! so justified,Your misunderstood artists,Your wounded lovers who still believe in the magic of beginnings.And if you do not allow me,Why,
Albanian Artist raised in Athens, Mariela Bilitsa, has a rather interesting philosophy and that always makes for a great quote.She tells me in our very interesting interview(Check out section : Q and A over the borders): “I Made a lot of mistakes before I finally let go of the academic style and found my own
Quote by an artist: Mariela Looks forward to more mistakes! قراءة المزيد »
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