Wednesday, November 30, 2005
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Wednesday, November 30, 2005
The architect should strive continually to simplify; the ensemble of the rooms should then be carefully considered that comfort and utility may go hand in hand with beauty.
"Frank Lloyd Wright"
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Tuesday, November 29, 2005
"Children are completely egoistic; they feel their needs intensely and strive ruthlessly to satisfy them."
Sigmund Frued
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Monday, November 28, 2005
"For what is it to die, but to stand in the sun and melt into the wind?" Kahlil Gibran
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Monday, November 28, 2005
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Friday, November 25, 2005
I've been smoke free for 50 days now; I still ache and scratch my self when I crave, I repeat my need for breathing smoke, exhaling heavy clouds of dust.
You must learn Philippe.
This is exile, hang him for he looks like a beast, allow the sirs and generals a piece of chocolate each, I will be down soon for now I need to floss these teeth.
I want to look at something blindingly bright. Call on hail marries to bring rosemary and cranberry. Let's play with light and shade. Today I am color bind free.
Allow me to jump off a bridge and land bare foot in muddy forests; I'm dancing alongside pink mammals. "AHHH dear God" allow my screaming to rip part my vocal cords. Let's wrestles gardeners till they break our bones. Jump along with me on this presto wood. This is how you reminisce, Rage thy child, glow your hair and be shaved, this is how to conduct and interview. Screw fabrics of the fabricated.
"Hello tiger"; allow me to pluck your whiskers. No more picking on Elephants for they are entitled to glasses and can read. I am complicated I tell you, yes highly genius too; I like the sounds of violins and can calculate an askew.
{Picture taken at a farm in Um il Amad}
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Friday, November 25, 2005
Left is A, Right is B.
Which do you like best?
"A" was taken in a church at Mount Neebo.
"B" was taken in a church at the Baptism site in Jordan.
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Sunday, November 20, 2005
This is Moataz Jankhot.
This is in the Ashrafeyeh.
These I did for I magazine.
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Saturday, November 19, 2005
Taken on my way to Mount Neebo.
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Friday, November 18, 2005
This I took for I-Magazine.
The bar opened in 1946, grandparents used to get drunk there.
for the record, I dont drink or smoke.
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Thursday, November 17, 2005
This I took for I magazine.
Artists are free, you can't break their hands nor can you nail them to the ground.
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Monday, November 14, 2005
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Saturday, November 12, 2005
I wish asking my grandfather “why didn't you stop the bombing?” sounded more rational. I stand behind my father grabbing his coat over looking the news from his shoulders, asking for comfort but he fails to reassure it.
I don't know what to say for so many reasons; Men have gone astray and left me speechless. Reality just struck like a whip of boiling wires on bare back skin. People have reached conclusions, and I still stand stiff on no grounds.
The public expressed their emotions, some on the streets in their cars playing "Jaishana" at maximum volume while others follow in silence contradicting them. Drivers were in cars beeping with bodies half way out of windows holding the Jordanian flag. This hospital public is too pure to be attacked in such ways. In the visits I’ve made to bombing locations I took pictures of demonstrators, some smiled at my lens because they didn’t know what else to do.
My first thoughts were concern over the economy and stock value, after absorbing it all now, I am sick to my stomach; I want to cry my eyeballs dry while I vomit. I’m disgusted it’s making me shiver.
I never knew the amount love I had for this country; it hit home I keep telling my self, these things do happen to normal people I keep telling my self, I want to bite hard on my teeth till they crack, I keep preventing my self.
I feel fear, hate, anger, frustration, I am worried. I feel betrayed. Life shouldn't just go on but it will, the day after the bombing I saw two undercover officers parking in the middle of the road, running down towards two bearded men who were walking. After slapping and shaking them to the ground, they apologized then returned to their pick up. I kept an eye on the bearded men as they adjusted their clothing; I recall the words of Edward Norton in Fight Club “I want to breathe smoke” and get the urge.
Life does go on I tell my self, it shouldn’t, but it must, and it will...
God bless
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Friday, November 11, 2005
these are some of the Photos I got last night
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Friday, November 11, 2005
I like everyone else in Jordan didnt see it, it was not broadcasted on CNN international but on CNN America, I was lucky that my brother in Cananda got a few shots. Thank you once more CNN
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Thursday, November 10, 2005
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Thursday, November 10, 2005
I will upload/update later. I want to thank CNN and Gran Angular for their interest in my work.
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Thursday, November 10, 2005
speechless, the best I could do was to take these photos, I almost got beaten and arrested for doing so and not being a reporter.
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Saturday, November 05, 2005
I hate how the traffic will be tomorrow, I hate working in Shmaisany, I hate the 11 falavors of icream Atta Ali has, but I like the green in Shmaisany, I like Hadiket il toyour, and I like that this week is only 5 working days.
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Wednesday, November 02, 2005
lets play with gray carbons and break expensive chairs, lets ruin seating arrangements, lets dance to create anger and appear rebellious, while chucking bricks possessing catastrophic thoughts, I want to strike governments and systematic progression of governments and be afraid, I want to become dangerous and feared, I need affection like a flower from a bee, I want to be different and wear black and present cliché, to dream and be awakened in a dream like world, blurry and without temperature, I am able to smell liquor and breath differentiated fragrances from different skin tones, I see the curls of hair and the different ways you can dress a body, to walk and keep walking in crowds and inner crowds creating minor destruction of conversations, a little bad boy is trapped within me, evil he smiles and crooked he sees, creating an off balanced buzz in the upper chest area, I'm sleepy, I feel like Henry the 2nd on his fourth day of ruling, like a worthy king, happy and very cheery, like a fish in large aquarium, I'm a rabbit with a golden tooth, I want the teeth of a slim shark to chew on soft green beans…
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Wednesday, November 02, 2005
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