no story

 

rarely do i not have a story upon completion of a sketch. but this time i don't. do you?

 

I was hoping that my friends would help me with not just a title for this sketch but a little story as well. And when I say ‘little’, I mean a few pithy lines. Thank you, Reda Salem, for being the first to volunteer.

Thanks, everyone for taking the time to really think about this drawing and submitting your versions of the truth. I’m going to be exhibiting the stories alongside the book this sketch is in.
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Your Friends and Neighbors|Jowhara Al Saud

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It’s rare that I go to exhibitions here and really connect, or come out inspired. But last night I went to Jowhara Al Saud‘s show at the Sultan Gallery and immediately warmed up to her prints. Now, I’m not one to deface (or re-face in this instance) others’ works. I’m just trying to expand on a point that Jowhara was making in her photographs: that there are more to people’s expressions than what we see in the face. That even if you erase the eyes, nose and mouth, we have our physical gestures that give us away, whether we know it or not. But what happens when we put these features back in?

Jowhara is Saudi Arabian. I have been to Saudi (just once, only because that is where Mecca happens to be situated) and seen many products, ads and billboards with people’s features air-brushed out. My immediate reaction was to cringe, because they seemed very scary, these faceless bodies. But then I thought it was kind of funny. And then I became a little upset, because my work revolves around painting and drawing people’s faces. And I live so close to Saudi Arabia. OK I’ve gone off track…my point is, I can understand why you would want to eschew facial features completely, lest you risk being censored, flogged or stoned (in the Islamic and not the other way). So to me, that deletion added another dimension to her work. That she has erased the three main features, but other elements deemed unholy remained: the cigarette smoking, the hair uncovered, the western clothing.

Jowhara explained that facial features aren’t always necessary to determine what the person is feeling or thinking. Is it possible to show emotions without the face? Is it possible to misinterpret these emotions? I told Jowhara that her pieces are quite Gestaltian and that I’ve already filled out everyone’s faces. When I asked her if any of these women were her, she pointed them out. In my mind, the faces I imagined were so different than Jowhara’s face. Jowhara nodded and said, see? We have misconceptions, we’ve been conditioned to see things that aren’t there. So I decided to do a little experiment using her invitations. Cross the bridge to see.

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mommies/carriers/carrier mommies

Many times when I do these postcards, I start off with circles. Watercolor is lots of fun when your brain is relaxed and you’re absent-mindedly painting colored shapes. When the circles are finally painted on and dry, either I get inspired immediately or not. With this one I didn’t get the inspiration until I started drawing the figure on the left and realized that to draw the rest of her body she’d have to be straddling the circle (at this point, ball). Then I had her arms precariously holding onto the balls on either side of her. Here I noticed the proximity of the ball above her to her head. I thought: how bizarre this pose is. It somehow reminds me of myself and my efficiency in handling my groceries among many other things at once, making me a human coat rack.

Creature Comforts

all that’s missing from this picture is me and a gray, rainy sky. perfect

I can safely say that I see a photograph in everything, one way or another. There’s something to be said about capturing a moment on film, or in this case digitally. Time here’s been paused, and although you can’t see it, your mind will deduce that I took a break, got up, grabbed my camera and snapped this photo. This could have been a photo of anyone’s desk, of anything on the desk. I’m just so intrigued by the shadows at a particular moment and that somehow, even inanimate objects, in a photograph, are suspended in time. Now if only it would rain outside, my morning would be complete.

disruptive dancer

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Old Unfinished Painting Redefined on a New Monday

 


new monday, you'll be ok

 

The last time I worked on this woman I was livid. I ended up wrecking the painting with awful lines, dull, watered down colors and four letter words (which I won’t be showing here). Click on this four letter word for the original plan, or cross the bridge for previous layers. Read More