a write-up in Kuwait based Al-Arabi magazine.
interview with cima magazine.
http://www.cimamag.com/insight-into-ibi-ibrahim-no-taboo-in-art/
a photo of Iranian artist Shirin Neshat writing on my face, a piece from her recent series book of kings.
I’m a piece of fabric. I’m a piece of art.
I’m their unique history, and everlasting mystery.
I want to lay in the green
I want to cuddle the scene
And I want to tell all the men, I am not a sin. I am a forgotten queen.
Legs, Sitara Series, 2012
thoughts
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.
ibi ibrahim
Whisker Jack
Crucify the Yemeni Artist
Petrify the devil inside it
Light up a flame
Burn his so called fame
the sinner has gone insane
gather the girls
gather the mothers
let them watch
let him suffer
run away, run my dream
take an adventure in your favorite stream
Tell about the forbidden theme
break me from that regime
but i ask you, do come back
to guide my children into the track
without you, i am under attack
with you, i am a whisker jack
—
ibi ibrahim
Profile Photo
you posted a new photo
your name came up in the news feed
my heart beat stopped
my hand shivered
and my soul screamed
screamed for mercy from the pain
a pain that keeps on making a return
my shaking fingers clicked your name
i miss your fingers swimming in my hair
i am angry, i want to scream
but my sisters are next door
so i let my tears fall on my keyboard
Untitled. Habibi wa Habibti series. Social Codes Collection. 2010
Sounds of Oud
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.
ibi
Me for Shirin Neshat.
Piece will be auctioned/exhibited @ Magic of Peria in #Dubai in March 2012
making art
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.
-ibi
A girl - An education, Social Codes collection, 2010
www.ibiibrahim.com
The entire BLACK TEARS series is on my website. I hope you like it.
Protector, Black Tears Series, 2012
