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Posted on March 16, 2010 3 Comments
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From the Bspot|Ramona the Pest|Originally Posted on August 5, 2009
Posted on March 14, 2010 Leave a Comment
Who remembers Beverly Cleary’s Ramona Quimby? The Ramona books were among my favorite in the third grade. And I loved the illustrations by Alan Tiegreen. His Ramona had skinny legs and a big head with a bob of scraggly hair. The books epitomized the way I thought life should be at the age of 8. This particular […]
My Color Sketchbook
Posted on March 13, 2010 4 Comments
A few years ago I bought a sketchbook. At the time I couldn’t find these sketchbooks in Kuwait so would buy them in Europe or the States. It was always special when I bought a new one and I took very good care that the books were themed by medium and state of mind. This particular […]
From the Bspot|Fruitcake|Originally posted October 4, 2009
Posted on March 13, 2010 Leave a Comment
Why do we accept fruitcakes? Well, it’s not my tradition to receive a fruitcake once a year but there was once an attempt at gifting me one and I refused politely. I matter-of-factly stated that neither I nor my children will eat it and it will go to waste. When did we, as humans, learn […]
From the Bspot|Wax|Originally Posted August 5, 2009
Posted on March 12, 2010 Leave a Comment
This picture is more about the lady in the corner, discretely depilating herself, than the woman in the foreground. Body hair has always been a tremendous complex for a hirsute Arab like me. The woman is in pain and discomfort. She’s bent like a contortionist in a plexiglass box. She’s probably sweating and her sheera/halawa/sukar […]
From the Bspot|Half-Frontal|Originally Posted August 31, 2009
Posted on March 12, 2010 Leave a Comment
I dream a lot that I’m naked and exposed. Of course a dream like that would probably suggest vulnerability, weakness and humiliation. At least that’s what I think. The worst naked dreams are those when I’m in a public (or even private) toilet and I can’t go because the door is missing or there are […]
From the Bspot|Atomic|Originally Posted August 7, 2009
Posted on March 11, 2010 Leave a Comment
I’ve always been in awe of science. All through school I was constantly made to believe (through my many failures in the subject, both theoretically and practically) that I could never be good at it. I saw it as a great shortcoming which added to my pre-and slightly post-pubescent low self-esteem. It’s difficult as a […]
Fairuz & Me|Fooling Around on March 11 AM
Posted on March 11, 2010 2 Comments
A few days ago I received a comment about the platform Fairuz is placed upon. I disagreed with what the person wrote even though initially I ultimately pictured her to be floating. I haven’t fully changed my mind but I’m tinkering with the idea of meeting the two ideas half-way, perhaps having her blend into […]
From the Bspot|Pretty|Originally Posted August 7, 2009
Posted on March 11, 2010 Leave a Comment
I wouldn’t call it an accusation, but people tell me I paint ‘ugly’ women. First of all, I don’t think my women are ugly at all. They are gloriously formidable, headstrong and confrontational. In a way, I think that subconsciously I create them as an alterego. They are not your conventional heroine who goes around saving […]
From the Bspot|Here, Chicken|Originally Posted August 11, 2009
Posted on March 11, 2010 1 Comment
Have you ever had an invisible friend? Or further still, an invisible life? A life that only you and a few others know about, that many of your most loved ones don’t, or can’t even imagine, exists. Summer is about to end. Next week, an old reality will set back in as my other life […]
From the Bspot|What’s Under Your Pillow|Originally Posted September 2, 2009
Posted on March 11, 2010 Leave a Comment
I always put my phone under the pillow at night. That’s because I use it as an alarm clock and whatever I have as the alarm signal, I am soon conditioned to be very annoyed with. At least when it’s under my pillow the sound is muffled. And because I use my phone, sometimes people […]
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