simsmiyeh

his solemn face could not be ignored...his narrow frame
his tiny face
his crying eyes even before the tear escaped his tiny lashes

the boy was 12 at most
selling Lebanese sweetsnacks.

robbed of his childhood
robbed of his education
robbed of his proper health
and all of his pride

'my underwear is white' - an allegory

an art performance by yours truly
on friday may 30, june 6th and 13th at 5pm across from costa cafe on hamra street.

a 3 part series art performance piece in which i'll be walking through the sidewalks of hamra using it's ramps as much a physically possible. i will be on wheels that don't run on an engine or motor.

equal opportunities

air earth fire water

i could begin to express
i could begin to describe
i could...

...but

to do would be like stoping a river from flowing
it would be like stopping a bird from flying
it would be like a sky where the clouds never formed again
the sun never shone

to do so would be like an embryo growing with no womb
it would be like the child without play and the elderly without care
it would be like the passing of time with no moon
it would be as if the trees lost their branches
the soil its brown
and the flowers color

it would be life without breath and earth without water

to do so would be like mountains without a peak, a valley with no depth
it would be like a bush that had no shape
it would be like a dessert void of sand and the ocean with no fish

to do this would be as if water were ablaze, the earth were flat.
it would be like we were never ONE!
to do this would be an end

what is life with no love?

lifeguard

the lifeguard in jiyeh said that we can't go too far out into the rough sea becasue he would not be able to rescue us because he is from Dahiyeh and we are women.
WHAT THE FUCK?

lahme

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=al1PgunFWtc&eurl=http://www.facebook.com/posted.php?id=641040315&share_id=16818196515&show_add_comment

NO COMMENT...but makes me want to stop 'not eating' meat

dance

to Dance to the beat of the drums is to love the sound of the waves. it is to speak the joy you create within that light inside you. it is to scream against the soft spoken and to walk along an untreaded land. it is to be wild and free again. it is to love unconditionally because it is SO easy to love (that which has no ability to love back). it is to swing in the sweetness of life and pick up magnolias on the way towards an end. it is to laugh in the face of fate and to sing in the presence of death. it is to express. it is to laugh. it is to feel like you have never felt before. it is to glow. it is to appreciate. it is to improvise. it is to enjoy every moment of ones presence while it is no longer there. it is to understand. it is thinking without having to think. it is to react now!

to dance to the light of the moon is to be healing with nature
dancing frees the spirit


to dance to the rhythm of your heart is to flow