Tag Archives: Gouache on paper
Remembering my friend and my illumination
The poet and the artist are disappearing in me as my involvement with the suffering of the Syria people governs my life more and more. But last night I dreamed about my paintings specially about an illumination which I made … Continue reading
Words are, should be rebels
In the beginning was the word. Kun fayakoun, be and it was. READ the word for the word is power, creation and life. Words can resurrect, grace, sing, paint and call with the voice of the sea, with the voice … Continue reading
As the phoenix rises
Were it not that Syria is hanging round my neck Like the albatross of the Ancient mariner Were it not that Syria was shot in the heart Were it not that the owl will not call my name As … Continue reading