same dress|a new painting

 

oh fuck

There are two things I have to say about this painting but I’ll only speak about one: it sucks when you’re in the vicinity of someone who is wearing the exact item of clothing that you have on. It’s happened to me twice, but I’ll only speak about the one time. In a bizarre moment of a sartorialist’s version of being in the wrong place at the wrong time, a woman was wearing the same printed cotton pants (these were the 90s), on a plane heading to Kuwait. I had spotted her earlier in the airport and immediately started tugging at my pants (which were quite stretchy). I don’t know why I pulled, it’s not like it would have been any less embarrassing if they’d come right off. The problem was that there was nothing ambiguous about the pattern on these pants: the design was autumn-colored, bold-printed paisley. We were wearing the same pants. As I boarded the plane, I passed her (she was already seated in her chair [I’m surprised I don’t still remember her seat number]), I turned to her and said, “Nice pants”, and remained seated for the rest of the six hour trip.

camel stain

 

rude

I’m really not trying to be rude. I try to be the most polite I can be, but sometimes interacting with other people in this country puts your best behavior to the test. You just want to say, “May you drown in your own camel piss, you honking, self-important, microphallic armpit!” But instead you take the civilized route, and still end up being pissed on. Ugh.

eve & her cock|december 31 pm

i usually paint my backgrounds with this cerulean blue to block out the noise. and i'm often tempted to keep the background blue. it's not my favorite blue to paint with but something about the plastic-like feel and solidness of the color complements the more tactile and textured aspect of my figures. this time, i might just succumb to that temptation

eve & me

 

eve and me. the photo was taken a few weeks before i did my painting on the left

My brother, Tareq, was over for lunch this afternoon. After we ate I saw him clicking away at his phone. Then he asked me, “Ghadah, do you have a painting of Eve at her computer?” and I said yes. Then he showed me a photo he had taken of me a couple of months ago and the similarity really shocked me. I know it’s a fairly common occurrence to be seated at one’s computer, but the thing that struck me was the composition, the long flowing dresses and the fact that my brother had taken a photo which I painted a few weeks later.

Eve on TV

 

eve earlier this morning, before the arrival of the ktv crew

I was visited this morning by the Kuwait Television crew (Rashed Bader, Amani Al-Enezy, Ahmed Al-Mutairy and Abdulaziz Alhadad), who came in to film a segment for a new variety show to air next year. I was quite nervous because I had to talk about my work in Arabic, and unfortunately I’m not too familiar with the whole art jargon in any other language but English. The whole process took around two hours, and I was surprisingly easy with painting for film (I’ve done it before but that was me filming me). Read More