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Leila and Issam

(sold)

I remember very well how when my parents would come from the city to the village on those long summer days, carrying with them the scents of heat mixed with exotic goodies… through the gate of bliss-hood. I am sad that my kids will never experience this feeling so immersed they seem to be in this new world of non mysterious commodities, … for there is no oasis without a desert

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Going Back Home

(50cm x50cm , Acrylics)

When words leave my children's mind, through their mouth, into the outside, and finally into my ears, they get transformed into an ethereal soothing wave that enters my heart through my ears to the tune of a rarely experienced elixir of life

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Two Families

(50cm x50cm, acrylics)

One has to trust that sooner or later... it will be afternoon

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family standing

(70cm x50cm, acrylics)

Shutting oneself in a room with a clear glass, or sitting in a neat cozy café with clear glass windowpane, listening to appeasing music and smelling an intoxicating blend of coffee and well chosen perfumes is a nice daily image.  But that café is overlooking a grimy street with sweaty civilian pedestrians, tired, hardly making ends meet, hardly catching up on their schedule.