interview with cima magazine.
a photo of Iranian artist Shirin Neshat writing on my face, a piece from her recent series book of kings.
the more art i make, the more i realize that i am in the wrong place. i really wish i was able to be in Yemen, living as a respected artist and able to create work that is relevant to my surrounding.
i find it rather hard to explore my point of view through being in a society that isn’t much involved ideologically with what i present. In the same time, if i were to be in Yemen i am certain that it will be almost impossible to express my point of view.
so i give myself much pity and feel as an artist with no home. but sometimes the right audience appears and takes all the pleasure in my work. one experience like this is what keeps me going.
Untitled. Habibi wa Habibti series. Social Codes Collection. 2010
he once made a film
he once told a love triangle
i saw the love
i smelled the desire
i felt the devotion
whom do i have to blame?
whom do i dare to kiss?
lust is what he built
despair is what she felt
now tell me what will we do?
us three, what shall we do?
few words i wrote on my film Sounds of Oud. 2012.
Making art for the world. not for the gallery.
Making it for the sky, and the land.
For the flying birds.
For the loving eyes, and burning desires.
For the hungry souls…
for our lustful mornings,
and our quiet nights
for our naked bodies, and empty hearts
for our soft fingers, and dry lips.
for my loneliness.
The entire BLACK TEARS series is on my website. I hope you like it.
Protector, Black Tears Series, 2012