two faces created on a very difficult day four years ago
Posted on January 26, 2012 5 Comments
this is how they're hanging at my friend's. i wonder why one is above the other
I’ve been meaning to photograph these two small canvases which hang at a friend of mine’s place for ages now. I finally did yesterday. These two drawings were created at a very difficult time when I felt that the only power I had left in this world was to draw a picture. I was very frightened, guilty, sad and desperately wishing to disappear. And I was physically in the worst place I could be at that moment, with the least supportive people. I’m so relieved those days are over. And I’m so glad that it’s my friend who has these pictures on their wall and not me. They are a painful reminder of an awful day. Read More
in triplicate } the creation of unoriginal artwork (#1)
Posted on January 19, 2012 5 Comments
the original
I bought not a duplicate, but a triplicate notebook. I’m telling you, I should have been a government clerk. I’m the world’s biggest closet bureaucrat. Read More
pink floyd, pashley’s princess & soup
Posted on January 16, 2012 1 Comment
see? same colors. this is the bike i want one day. i'll put my matching notebook, pen and inks in the basket (with some flowers and the requisite baguette) and go riding prettily in the countryside
*Photo nicked from Lovely Bicycle.
making book porn
Posted on January 15, 2012 12 Comments
this is what my bookshelves look like now. they're not too different to the way they were earlier this morning, but they are much cleaner
A few days ago a friend of mine introduced me to bookshelfporn.com and I’ve been hooked on it ever since, like obsessively. I’ve had the site open since then, terrified that for some reason I’m going to lose it in this great big cyber jungle maze. And until now, I’ve been fixated with doing a little something of my own with what books I’ve collected over the past four years (post-divorce, new life, new books). My bookshelves may not be bursting with books, but the ones I have are very special to me. They each have their own story, whether it’s the one being told inside, or the one I tell about the book.
I didn’t want to simply reorganize my bookshelves without giving my books their deserved share of fun. So this morning I indulged in a bit of book-play (happily to say, there were just a couple of topples and a few simple injuries to my feet). Read More
mmmm…plastic
Posted on January 14, 2012 4 Comments
There are quite a few present-day smells that comfort me, but some of my favorite scents are the ones that take me back to my childhood; like the one I miss at this very moment: the smell of a wading pool. I mean, plastic is plastic, but a water-filled wading pool has a very distinctive smell that somehow summarizes my early childhood summers. What’s your favorite scent-centric memory?
nutella
Posted on January 11, 2012 4 Comments
Today.
Two years ago. I didn’t have an entry for this day in 2011.
news
Posted on January 10, 2012 3 Comments
I love my newsprint pad given to me by Fatma Al-Saffar over a decade ago. Read More
rain, sun & forgetfulness
Posted on January 9, 2012 Leave a Comment
Tomorrow I must remember not to forget to allow the ink to dry.
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