the lion & the chameleon

we have very harsh weather but somehow the storms leave us with a bit of art to contemplate. do you see the lion and the chameleon?

I was about to walk into my boys’ balcony to water the plants and almost stepped on this: nature’s little masterpiece. As a cloud does with miniscule droplets of condensed water, a dust storm presents us with its paintings in sand, there to be admired (and emulated) by us. So do you see the lion and the chameleon? Read More

milk

When I started this blog I was hoping that it would serve as some kind of forum for discussion of subjects both serious and puerile. I don’t know. Maybe I’m flattering myself in thinking that my drawings could provoke some kind of a written reaction from people. Perhaps I’m delusional in assuming that if one is presented with a ludicrous illustration, then one would want to put one’s two cents in. Where every opinion is welcome and replied to with childish fervor and enthusiasm, PrettyGreenBullet provides the tiny spark required to ignite the infinite ridiculousness this world has to offer. So be ridiculous. For there’s no one here but us fruit loops.

Eve Shreds the Note|From Nothing to an Angry Bride

This is a video I made with my son, Khaled, from footage I had taken of myself painting Eve Shreds the Note. Actually, he did most of the work; I just sat there trying to be helpful but ended up hindering his efforts to get on with it.

Music by (in order): Elbow/The Birds, Aimee Mann/Great Beyond, Menomena/Evil Bee, Kate Bush/King of the Mountain and Gary Laswell/Farewell

New Painting|An Aging Ballerina with Many, Many Flowers

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 result by watching videos of ballerinas dancing. Plus I’d be conducting the research in the comfort of my solitude. I also realized that one of my most prized possessions is my imagination so to couple that with actual research sends the jiggles up and down my spine. I’m very excited about this new painting and-perhaps like you-I wonder who this woman will ultimately be.

appendix

 

forgot the stamp

You know how I’ve been feeling really sick lately? I got a little better, then crashed back down again. Yesterday morning I woke up with a sharp pain in my right side. I was on my back the whole day watching TV wondering what the fuck was wrong with me. Then a thought came to my head that perhaps it was a hernia. By nighttime, I was convinced it was a hernia and that I needed to see the doctor first thing in the morning. Hernia meant so many things: no exercise (boo and hooray), no more getting sick like this, and hello to being pampered for the rest of my life by my children who I was planning on making feel quite guilty for all the years I spent picking up after them! This morning at the hospital, no such luck with my evil plans. Read More

new series|new painting|nothing titled or thought through enough yet

this is my new painting as it stands this morning. i have no idea where this or subsequent paintings are heading, all i know is that i have this idea

After finishing Stories of Eves, I felt an overwhelming sense of aimlessness. There was, however, still the exhibition to look forward to. But after the opening, while shuffling my children, the gallery and nursing what felt like a stomach bug, I thought of something a visitor to my show suggested: my girls dancing. I didn’t think much of it until yesterday, when I started feeling significantly better and I felt that I could breathe, taste, see, hear and touch life again (I know this all sounds so melodramatic but so was the big bang so bear with me!). I thought: why not? A whole series on dance would open so many more doors for my girls. But this time, I think I’ll give them their own names. They deserve it. So here, my dabble with dance begins. Who knows where it will go? I don’t and I’m glad about it. Read More

Homes: Ghena El Hariri|Amman, Jordan

 

ghena called her yellow tape portrait 'sophie'. i really like the name

This painting was very impersonally titled ‘eleven‘. It was part of my Yellow Tape Portrait collection. Thanks to Ghena El Hariri, she has a home and a name now: Sophie. What more can anyone ask for? About the placement of this painting, Ghena said, ‘Finally I managed to send you a photo of Sophie “fi sidr el dar”! Couldn’t cover up the AC shaft opening. We didn’t hang the AC for fear of Sophie catching cold”. Sophie, you are in a good home. Congratulations!

Stories of Eves Exhibition Photos|Mohammed Alkandari

And another opening passes by. I wish I could have enjoyed it more but I was (and still am) in the midst of nursing what feels like a stomach virus again. For someone who takes pleasure in food, that sucks. I hope, however, that for those of you who didn’t attend, you enjoy the photos taken last night by my brother, Mohammed. For those of you who were there, I thank you. It means a lot to me that you came. Read More