pictures taken by my sister Xen...
Friday, May 11, 2007
Thursday, May 10, 2007
another puppet show...
and so the puppets think they are free... they can't see beyond the frames of their wooden box...
they dance and twirl... not minding the invisible strings...
the audience claps and laughs...
the puppeteers rejoice on their hidden victory...
long pause... then loop...
they dance and twirl... not minding the invisible strings...
the audience claps and laughs...
the puppeteers rejoice on their hidden victory...
long pause... then loop...
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
hitting the road... not yet!
- so you failed... big deal...
+ yeah still it tastes so bitter...
after going through so much in life... a person wouldn't think that something so mundane like that would induce her to cry in the middle of nowhere with strange faces all around...
kitsch culture can be fatal...
+ yeah still it tastes so bitter...
after going through so much in life... a person wouldn't think that something so mundane like that would induce her to cry in the middle of nowhere with strange faces all around...
kitsch culture can be fatal...
Monday, April 23, 2007
some places... are unforgettable ...
To Norline
This beach will remain empty
For more slate-colored dawns
Of lines the surf continually
Erases with its sponge,
And someone else will come
From the still-sleeping house,
To memorize this passage
Of a salt-sipping torn,
Like when some line on a page
Is loved, and it’s hard to turn.
Derek Walcott
This beach will remain empty
For more slate-colored dawns
Of lines the surf continually
Erases with its sponge,
And someone else will come
From the still-sleeping house,
To memorize this passage
Of a salt-sipping torn,
Like when some line on a page
Is loved, and it’s hard to turn.
Derek Walcott
Sunday, April 22, 2007
arab guys... and love
I was once walking with a good friend of mine… and she was reflecting upon Arab guys and how they fall in love…
I thought she had a very interesting analogy…
She told me the next story…
[[a guy is walking and he sees a nice girl walking barefoot… he runs after her… walks with her and then tell her that he loves her… because she is different than the rest of the girls… she is bold for walking barefoot… and he loves her so much and wants to be with her for the rest of his life… and as she accepts him and let him be near her and walk with her… he begins to change… one day he comes and tells her that he loves the fact that she is different but that people keep looking at her because she is barefoot… and as time go by he starts pressurizing her… telling her to try and wear a shoe for a change… and so on and so forth… so either the girl would listen to him and change for him and be normal… or if the girl is strong enough and doesn’t change so her guy would leave her… ]]
I think this is really interesting… and though some people might say… not all Arab guys are like that… but let us face it… most of the times… what makes the guy attracted to the girl… ends up the reason why he leaves her afterwards…
I thought she had a very interesting analogy…
She told me the next story…
[[a guy is walking and he sees a nice girl walking barefoot… he runs after her… walks with her and then tell her that he loves her… because she is different than the rest of the girls… she is bold for walking barefoot… and he loves her so much and wants to be with her for the rest of his life… and as she accepts him and let him be near her and walk with her… he begins to change… one day he comes and tells her that he loves the fact that she is different but that people keep looking at her because she is barefoot… and as time go by he starts pressurizing her… telling her to try and wear a shoe for a change… and so on and so forth… so either the girl would listen to him and change for him and be normal… or if the girl is strong enough and doesn’t change so her guy would leave her… ]]
I think this is really interesting… and though some people might say… not all Arab guys are like that… but let us face it… most of the times… what makes the guy attracted to the girl… ends up the reason why he leaves her afterwards…
Thursday, April 19, 2007
a thief in the night
Suddenly
(yet somehow unexpected)
he arrived
the guest...
the heart trembling
"Who's there?"
and soul responding
"The Moon..."
came into the house
and we lunatics
ran into the street
stared up
looking
for the moon.
Then-inside the house-
he cried out
"Here I am!"
and we
beyond earshot
running around
calling him...
crying for him
for the drunken nightingale
locked lamenting
in our garden
while we
mourning ring doves
murmured "Where
where?"
As if at midnight
the sleepers bolt upright
in their beds
hearing a thief
break into the house
in the darkness
they stumble about
crying "Help!
A thief! A thief!"
but the burglar himself
mingles in the confusion
echoing their cries:
"...a thief!"
till one cry
melts with the others.
And He is with you*
with you
in your search
when you seek Him
look for Him
in your looking
closer to you
than yourself
to yourself:
Why run outside?
Melt like snow.
wash yourself
with yourself:
urged by Love
tongues sprout
from the soul
like stamens
from the lily...
But learn
this custom
from the flower:
silence
your tongue.
(yet somehow unexpected)
he arrived
the guest...
the heart trembling
"Who's there?"
and soul responding
"The Moon..."
came into the house
and we lunatics
ran into the street
stared up
looking
for the moon.
Then-inside the house-
he cried out
"Here I am!"
and we
beyond earshot
running around
calling him...
crying for him
for the drunken nightingale
locked lamenting
in our garden
while we
mourning ring doves
murmured "Where
where?"
As if at midnight
the sleepers bolt upright
in their beds
hearing a thief
break into the house
in the darkness
they stumble about
crying "Help!
A thief! A thief!"
but the burglar himself
mingles in the confusion
echoing their cries:
"...a thief!"
till one cry
melts with the others.
And He is with you*
with you
in your search
when you seek Him
look for Him
in your looking
closer to you
than yourself
to yourself:
Why run outside?
Melt like snow.
wash yourself
with yourself:
urged by Love
tongues sprout
from the soul
like stamens
from the lily...
But learn
this custom
from the flower:
silence
your tongue.
*Qur'an 4:57
Diwan-e Shams, v.V.ED. FURUZANFAR, P., 2172
(translated by Peter Lamborn Wilson)
The Rumi Collection, edited by Kabir Helminski
Diwan-e Shams, v.V.ED. FURUZANFAR, P., 2172
(translated by Peter Lamborn Wilson)
The Rumi Collection, edited by Kabir Helminski
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Ronaldo... the Tele guy...
[In the kitchen, she was munching on her late lunch meal]
her brother: did you know what happened today?
she: No…
her brother: I was watching Tele and there was a bad singer on so when I changed the channel the image went off.
she: emmhh [still munching]
her brother: and then Ronaldo came and fixed the problem…
she: Ronaldo? Did he come all the way from Brazil?!
her brother: No… Only Issa is from Brazil… [laughing while running out from the kitchen]
she:…… [still munching]
her brother: did you know what happened today?
she: No…
her brother: I was watching Tele and there was a bad singer on so when I changed the channel the image went off.
she: emmhh [still munching]
her brother: and then Ronaldo came and fixed the problem…
she: Ronaldo? Did he come all the way from Brazil?!
her brother: No… Only Issa is from Brazil… [laughing while running out from the kitchen]
she:…… [still munching]
Saturday, April 14, 2007
me driving =?
Today I took my written exam for getting a driving license… and yeah I passed…
It was such an agony to study the book and memorize a lot of the nonsense contained within… since I have reprogrammed my mind so that it refuses to memorize anything that [it] classify as [nonsense]… I had to skip a lot of pages without memorizing them… and don’t tell me that I had to understand before I memorize… because… some things are not to be understood but taken as they are…
Why would I have to know all the different tickets given by the officer?!!! When and if he gives me a ticket I can go and check with the book… no need to know the rules by the heart…. WASTE of good memory space…[much needed]
Ughh… lucky it is all behind me now…
Now… waiting for my practical exam in two weeks time… oh… buckle up Jordan… another moron is planning to hit your roads!! =)
It was such an agony to study the book and memorize a lot of the nonsense contained within… since I have reprogrammed my mind so that it refuses to memorize anything that [it] classify as [nonsense]… I had to skip a lot of pages without memorizing them… and don’t tell me that I had to understand before I memorize… because… some things are not to be understood but taken as they are…
Why would I have to know all the different tickets given by the officer?!!! When and if he gives me a ticket I can go and check with the book… no need to know the rules by the heart…. WASTE of good memory space…[much needed]
Ughh… lucky it is all behind me now…
Now… waiting for my practical exam in two weeks time… oh… buckle up Jordan… another moron is planning to hit your roads!! =)
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Sunday, April 01, 2007
amazing... xena...
sometimes... we need a boost of good energy... a friendly gesture... a loving hand... a reminder...
thanks Xena... for that and for many more....
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Monday, March 19, 2007
Through the Veil [updated]
Finally... I managed to update the website of my video installation [Through The Veil]...
so go and check it out and make sure to check out the video of the installation...
I really like this project...
good old memories...
since I always had in mind that this project is a prototype...I'm planning to do an Ammani version of it...
if you are living in Amman and would like to be featured in...make sure to contact me...
Friday, March 16, 2007
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
And everything emptying into White*
Tomorrow I’m visiting Aqaba the first time in my life…
The sea is the sea…
In memory of a time when my home was the North Pole…
In memory of a sea I befriended and missed since 6 months…
In memory of a scarf which hugged my laughter and tears…
In memory of happy days gone… and hope of better day to come…
The sea is the sea…
In memory of a time when my home was the North Pole…
In memory of a sea I befriended and missed since 6 months…
In memory of a scarf which hugged my laughter and tears…
In memory of happy days gone… and hope of better day to come…
* A song by Cat Stevens
Thursday, February 22, 2007
now...
Cups of coffee remain full…
Cups of coffee go cold…
Verses remain un-recited…
Footsteps fade out…
The door squeaks…
Cups of coffee go cold…
Verses remain un-recited…
Footsteps fade out…
The door squeaks…
Saturday, February 03, 2007
going off for a while...
Due to expected cold north wind... reflect upon will be un[b]l[o]gged for a while...
Thursday, January 25, 2007
i. dhuha design
It’s been a couple of years now since the first idea of [Dhuha] was born… though it went cocooning immediately…
But…
Today [Dhuha] came out again to existence and hopefully it will continue to blossom…
But what is [Dhuha]?
[Dhuha] is my dream design identity… it is my name in the design and media world…
Why [Dhuha]?
[Dhuha] = [ضحى ] means literary in Arabic the forenoon or the morning light… the early morning when the sun light turns from red to white…
I was always fascinated with Surat Ad-Dhuha, chapter 93, Holy Quran…
And for many reasons |some are very personal| I love this chapter… it was sent talking to Prophet Mohammed PBUH… but I feel that it addresses each one of us as well… and the meaning behind the verses are just amazing…
Some very lovely meanings…
[Your Lord has neither forsaken you nor hates you] verse 3
[And verily, your Lord will give you so that you shall be well-pleased] verse 5
[And proclaim the Grace of your Lord] verse 11
For me…
And by…
Putting [things] in my weird conceptual frame…
[i] make my [Dhuha]
[i] live my [Dhuha]
[i]… [Dhuha]
But…
Today [Dhuha] came out again to existence and hopefully it will continue to blossom…
But what is [Dhuha]?
[Dhuha] is my dream design identity… it is my name in the design and media world…
Why [Dhuha]?
[Dhuha] = [ضحى ] means literary in Arabic the forenoon or the morning light… the early morning when the sun light turns from red to white…
I was always fascinated with Surat Ad-Dhuha, chapter 93, Holy Quran…
And for many reasons |some are very personal| I love this chapter… it was sent talking to Prophet Mohammed PBUH… but I feel that it addresses each one of us as well… and the meaning behind the verses are just amazing…
Some very lovely meanings…
[Your Lord has neither forsaken you nor hates you] verse 3
[And verily, your Lord will give you so that you shall be well-pleased] verse 5
[And proclaim the Grace of your Lord] verse 11
For me…
And by…
Putting [things] in my weird conceptual frame…
[i] make my [Dhuha]
[i] live my [Dhuha]
[i]… [Dhuha]
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
close...
My first semester working at university is done…
Been a good time… just good…
Now…
It’s time to hit [close]
Monday, January 22, 2007
قبعت…
مش مهم اديش… واحد ولا عشرة…
مش مهم مين…
مش مهم امتى… امبارح ولا اليوم…
مش مهم ليش… عن قصد و لا من غير…
مش مهم و لا اشي…
بس خلص قبعت!!!
مش مهم مين…
مش مهم امتى… امبارح ولا اليوم…
مش مهم ليش… عن قصد و لا من غير…
مش مهم و لا اشي…
بس خلص قبعت!!!
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
It’s not easy to be me…*
][ once upon an autumn evening she told her mum… that it is all because of her mind… that all her troubles and worries were because she didn’t have the same normal mind of everyone else around…
][ -- I’m frustrated… I can’t find [it]
++ Well… [it] is somewhere out there… so just keep on looking…
][ the shadows had to disappear… when the light went off… though much missed… they had to go… [accept]…
][ someone once said… that if good things are not happening to you… it means that you haven’t reached yet to the end of your road…
][ she is only a girl after all… maybe… still it’s not easy…
][ -- I’m frustrated… I can’t find [it]
++ Well… [it] is somewhere out there… so just keep on looking…
][ the shadows had to disappear… when the light went off… though much missed… they had to go… [accept]…
][ someone once said… that if good things are not happening to you… it means that you haven’t reached yet to the end of your road…
][ she is only a girl after all… maybe… still it’s not easy…
* this is a name of a song by David Grey – Smallville soundtrack…
Friday, January 12, 2007
iPhone!!!
image courtesy of apple.com
so... Apple brought the humanity another masterpeice... you can't but LOVE it...
definitely it is on my wishlist...
Thursday, January 11, 2007
fresh young architects...
Yesterday I finished a course with architecture first year students… the course is “Basics of Design” and their final project was to design a 3D form using three strips of different materials [paper, metal mesh, and a cloth]… using different techniques of folding, bending,…
Anyways… some of them did come up with very interesting compositional, spatial and functional forms… here are my favorites…
God… I really enjoy teaching…
Anyways… some of them did come up with very interesting compositional, spatial and functional forms… here are my favorites…
God… I really enjoy teaching…
Monday, January 08, 2007
WHAT??!!!
By chance I heard about Pat Robertson who is predicting mass killings in USA this year… he claims that God has spoken to him and told him that… [!!!!!]
COME ON!!! I think the world is fed up with such imbeciles who abuse religion…
But that was not what shocked me about Robertson… a year ago he made a strong statement saying that God has punished Ariel Sharon… but wait a second… “ […] Sharon was personally a very likeable person[...]” and what Mr. Robertson think caused God to punish Sharon is not the HUGE amount of death and terror he caused to the people… but… the fact that “[…] he was dividing God's land [...]”… WHAT???
Excuse me Mr. Robertson… I don’t think that God thinks of Israel alone as His land… the whole universe is God’s… if anything I think God would be angry for the number of people killed by His name…
I think am too pissed off to comment any more…
Read more about Pat Robertson’s 2007 predictions…
Watch him explaining why Sharon is being punished…
COME ON!!! I think the world is fed up with such imbeciles who abuse religion…
But that was not what shocked me about Robertson… a year ago he made a strong statement saying that God has punished Ariel Sharon… but wait a second… “ […] Sharon was personally a very likeable person[...]” and what Mr. Robertson think caused God to punish Sharon is not the HUGE amount of death and terror he caused to the people… but… the fact that “[…] he was dividing God's land [...]”… WHAT???
Excuse me Mr. Robertson… I don’t think that God thinks of Israel alone as His land… the whole universe is God’s… if anything I think God would be angry for the number of people killed by His name…
I think am too pissed off to comment any more…
Read more about Pat Robertson’s 2007 predictions…
Watch him explaining why Sharon is being punished…
Saturday, January 06, 2007
Father and Son...
Father and Son... a famous 70s soft rock hit song by Cat Stevens... who later on embraced Islam and was renamed Yusuf Islam... first time I heard the song was by BoyZone 8 years ago... and I was moved by the strong lyrics... “From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen..."
A couple of years ago... the song was revived once again with an extraordinary video clip performed both by Ronan Keating [from BoyZone] and Yusuf Islam... the idea of the video clip is really cool with the usage of still photos while both are wandering around them...
It’s been a time since I really understood the real power of the still image… of a frozen frame… that tells a story of years past or years to come…
Not always we need motion to understand time… not always we need to say exactly what we mean to be understood…
And not always our silence means we should listen…
Anyways… enjoy
:: this is my 100th post...
A couple of years ago... the song was revived once again with an extraordinary video clip performed both by Ronan Keating [from BoyZone] and Yusuf Islam... the idea of the video clip is really cool with the usage of still photos while both are wandering around them...
It’s been a time since I really understood the real power of the still image… of a frozen frame… that tells a story of years past or years to come…
Not always we need motion to understand time… not always we need to say exactly what we mean to be understood…
And not always our silence means we should listen…
Anyways… enjoy
:: this is my 100th post...
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
STILL....
بعدك على بالــي.... يا قمر الحلويـــن
"still you are in my mind... O, moon of the lovely poeple... "
"still you are in my mind... O, moon of the lovely poeple... "
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Cranemania…
clean… slim… strong… dynamic… high… steel…
they construct… they leave…
silently… slowly… mystically… they swirl…
respect… communicate… one… two… three or a dozen… no one hit another…
solid blocks create a city skyline… but those lines intersecting break that skyline…
in a world of puppets… they don’t hide behind their puppeteers…
they construct… they leave…
silently… slowly… mystically… they swirl…
respect… communicate… one… two… three or a dozen… no one hit another…
solid blocks create a city skyline… but those lines intersecting break that skyline…
in a world of puppets… they don’t hide behind their puppeteers…
Monday, January 01, 2007
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