my new collection


I got a new collection of brooches that are really really beautiful the first 4 pieces are from my sweet friend Arch.dallola and the 2 last pieces are from my cousin (M.S.N), thank you so much and I really appreciate it :D

1-Portabello Saturday Market Nottinghill,England (June 2007)
2-Ditto
3-Institute of Contemporary Art (Across St.James park (September 2007)
4-Milan, Italy (August 2007)
5-Auchan,Grand Epageny,France (August 2007)
6-Ditto

Events Update

Dear WWW,

I am very sorry for my long delay but in fact i am still writing about the project and didn't start with the personal experience yet. It is 650 words already and i just cannot be done!

as for now

مبارك عليكم الشهر
(wish you Blessed Ramadan)
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  • And i will leave you, ladies and gentlemen, with something got to me:

The Seven Years' War

(August 1756)

  • well, it was something new for me to learn about, first sense of globalization in wars.
Best regards,
Deema

Shanghai Memory 2007

One of the best experiences I had in my so-far-life is this summer workshop in Tongji University for Landscape Regeneration of The Waterfront of Suzhou River.
By these two images, I wanted to start posting about this wonderful experience.
soon after arriving there, these two images will splinter to more detailed surroundings and random findings, down the road,the street, the river or the alley!
In Shanghai there will be always this ratio between the extreme expectedness and the extreme unexpectedness.

FACES



























Faces in everyday life,
A woman in my bus
So grumpy, shielded by a skin so red
With frozen muscles
Faces in everyday life
If you ever looked closer to view the rhyme
If you ever interfered time
You will understand
The tears she’s holding
The red grief she’d buried
In her thin yellow layer of sand

Faces in everyday life
A stranger was crossing the road
Right beside me
I liked his perfume
We all continued the motion of the streets
If you ever looked closer to view the rhyme
If you ever interfered time
You will understand
The long friendship that ended
Because it was socially banned

Faces in everyday life
Two persons or two cocks
Fighting in a damp cage
People surrounding,
The fire “HURRAY!” they wage
If you ever looked closer to view the rhyme
If you ever interfered time
You will understand
The money under the unseated seats
The love to live under the shadow of a band

Faces in everyday life
Actors on stage
Performing a play
“Beautiful art”, you say.
“Clap! Clap! Clap!” the classic cheers!
If you ever looked closer to view the rhyme
If you ever interfered time
You will understand
The scattered Actions following the words flow
Written, by one different man
The art of shams is clear, is real
Only in his mind
Only written by his hand

Faces wandering down the alleys
Faces encounter as I pass by the building valleys
Faces sending metaphoric forces
Faces appear in determined courses
Faces speaking in the name of chess
Faces, simulated traces of a mess

Faces, in their curves lay a ghost of myself
Faces, I collect
Whether love, regret or object
And place them with care,
On my long_ long shelf



-Painting By,
Telemaco Signorini, "la sala delle agitate al san Bonifazio in Firenze" 1865
Translation: "A Word of Disturbed Women in a Mental Hospital"
-Poem written By, Deema

my lens: Amghara, Kuwait


The image is in front of you, but i'd rather describe it: Two men in a place very much like a train station, from the point of perspective there is a striking light. the two men instead, looking the other side, where nothing but dark. they are sitting in the farthest distant away from light. Their faces are exclaiming in a low degree. Their expression is very similar, despite their difference in age.

Invitation:

Dear www.

HELLO!

as a student in Kuwait University-Department of Architecture, I invite you who are interested in architecture to this event. There will be five lecturers; two professors in architecture, a teacher assistant and two students. and there will be a small exhibition in the hall desplaying students work.


you're most welcome :)

my lens:The Nile through Cairo,Egypt 2005


Time is always passing with images and sounds. Images and sounds are related to our memory or imagination. Consequences are always either predicted or unpredicted.

But what happen if we cross the time line by another one, in the same place?
What if a country life found in the middle of a city?
And yet it is not an event, it is rather an adapted scene and all the rupture is in your head.