Saturday, September 26, 2015
Thursday, September 24, 2015
Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Authenticity No More
I look at the moon as it shines down on my way and I cannot
help but think of you.
As your presence lingers around me and I talk so softly,
I ask you do you love me?
But u say staring at me gently
not wanting to blink
and miss a glimpse of my never-ending melody.
I look at the moon again and I wonder curiously,
why shall I
live this way with you so far behind me.
I ask my angles, to tell me,
to grant
me for this is a longing agony my affection I miss for you my part of me I long
to see
And the days pass.
One full moon after the other still,
I
see you in my head I conversate you.
I scream at you and hate you.
Then I hold
you and embrace you.
What an alternating life.
To live in a present so diligent
with this false authenticity or is not a real reality to see me in your
complexion of fearful rests.
Maybe one night you will look at that moon and shed my immortal
passion.
Maybe one day you will wake up and wish for myself to you.
Maybe somehow
my authenticity would become yours.
till then
authenticity no more
till then
authenticity no more
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
I See Things in my Mind
I see things in my mind
that my eyes fail to believe
my mouth resists to say..
Sometimes words are too short and shallow to express
simple color of no pigments but rather bright signals
I see things in my mind
that eliminate letters and abstract ideas so blissfully fine
a feeling of lasting time or maybe no time at all
photoshop photography
self portrait
self perception
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
Doodling on a Wooden Box
empty wooden boxes can be bough from any stationary shop
just make sure u pick a nice size, easy to paint on
after choosing my perfect wooden box size and depth
i took my time doodling on the surface of the box with an average ink felt pen
after my flower doodles were done and finished
I took my time to paint all over the box with a dark pink colour
and when the paint was dried up and done
I painted all over the box glossy varnish to give it a nice smith texture
hope you liked my little project
enjoy customising your personal little box
Thursday, August 6, 2015
Experimenting On Little Art Monsters: Experiment 2
Today I asked my little art monsters to express their feeling through finger painting
and oh how much feeling I got!!
after i explained to them all about the colour theory and how we can mix colours to get more colours
they had the freedom to colour as they please using only the primary colours (yellow, red, blue)
and so the results are epic expression of childhood passions.
By: Hind
By: Tarek
he expressed his disappointment in not being able to operate freely in his fingers
opposite to what this experiment was meant to do
By: Sedra
she was just having fun!
By: Shahed and Moemen
By: Wissam
wissam kept complaining about being lost and not having a unified image of what the painting would look like
By: Nour
she painted a vase of flowers, clear and direct picture of venture for the ideal image of a painting
By: Rouba
her painting revolved around a blurry face
Tuesday, August 4, 2015
Experimenting On Little Art Monsters: Experiment 1
Today was my first day in my teaching experience
and oh how fun it was
I asked my little monsters to experiment with charcoal all over a empty paper
after a series of lines and shades and awkward shapes of lost navigation,
I asked them to try to sketch an imaginary landscape of hills and trees
and here is what I got
The understanding that ever hand stroke of charcoal shows slitty differently than the one before was a bit of a challenge. Moreover, the real hard part was making them understand the difference in the tray values and how it should be present to show depth perception
after doing group critiquing for our work
they final understood the difference in the values and the importance to show depth in ones drawing and avoiding flatness
then we took time to sketch single trees portrait
and a great improvement was obviously shown
the values were contrasting and clear
were as the brush stroke were steady and sharp
and after all this hard work why not end the day with a class photo
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