28 November 2012

Pop Oriental Pillows; new Scene products

scene beirut pillows
Pillows based on popular culture and traditional shapes
a lot more designs and colors available!
I've been working like crazy this last month, preparing a new collection of SCENE | س products, other than the t-shirts and the bags, also did a new collection of pillows and throws based on popular objects making traditional oriental shapes.
Designing them was fun and hand silkscreening the print on beautiful colorful fabric made the production a wonderful procedure too.

I will be showing them first at Afkart, the Christmas fair at Biel, from the 14th till the 20th of December, come by and see them first, we will be happy to see you!

04 November 2012

The return of the lost image

As I was walking in Geitawi today, enjoying the car free event, little did I know that I will see a picture I took in 2003 exhibited, on the Jesuit garden walls as part of the event.

In 2005, when I started the blog, I had posted some photos from Maaser El Chouf, check them here, this one was missing.

What is the importance of one picture in this image-saturated digital age?

This same picture was exhibited by Alba, my university at the time, in another exhibition about Maaser El Choof, and I had given them the negatives, or the film roll, to do the printing for the exhibition and I never took it back, as it was "lost". Meanwhile, someone arranged the archives I believe, and they have found and preserved the scan.

03 November 2012

BVDP "Are you talking to me?" project presentation

"Are you talking to me?"
Presentation of the Bik Van der Pol Workshop on Thursday October 18, 2012; 6pm
After a week-long intensive workshop, Bik Van der Pol and participants presented their stories, maps and documentation of their experiences. This is my contribution.
Map of the journeys according to time and cost in the Service

As a lebanese living in Beirut, loving either to walk or to drive (my car in my closed bubble) the city streets, I never take the Service.
I thought of these journeys as a reconciliation between the Service and me. Even though the sticker on the front shield says Public Transportation, making it public space by law, it seems to me every time I open the service door, as if I am going into the living room of perfect strangers, and making myself confortable there, it is the driver's car after all : he choose to put this chain decoration hanging by the mirror.

The sticker says public transportation. How public is it really?
If a Public transport system, the service, is not used to go from destinaion A to Destination B, but rather for a "Kasdoura", a wander around the city by car, it can become the destination. The public space where interactions can occur.
This happened when I took the Service in Mousaytbeh, next to the Lebanese International University, he had already three girls waiting in the car for him to go, so when I approached him and asked if he would take me to Manara, He replied : "Sorry, but I am going into Dayieh", waiting for one more passenger to fill the car before going. So I hopped in, explaining that I do not have a plan, and "car wandering" in Dahieh seemed like a nice ride.

As many lebanese who spend a lot of time on the streets, he had plenty of stories to share, all while explaining where we are, shouting out to people blocking the road, and giving hints about the area... "in the old time, taxis, used special parking spaces as Stations, and people would come and find them there, now I use the University corner on Salim Slem as my station, I was the first one there, 9 years ago",  "university students are the best costumers, before that I was a salesperson for a pharmaceutical company, I know all the pharmacists." , "here is Alhassanayn Mosque" , "I used to own a 1965 Mercedes, but with the rise of gas prices I had to exchange it with this poor car",  "This is the area rebuilt by Hizbolla after 2006", "this is where big demonstrations happen" , "this is the furniture street, but it is bad quality", ...

As he knows all the small streets, he brags saying "this car never stops,  I always know how to avoid the traffic jam" and, building on this fact, he continues telling one of the most bizarre stories that happened to him years ago, but that he will never forget, he says :
"One time, I picked a girl from Zkak el Blat and she wanted to go to the Beirut Arab University, it was her first day at the university. She had gone their once or twice before to register. The traffic Jam looked unbearable, so I went off the highway to smaller streets, trying to avoid the traffic. As I was driving, she said that this is not the way to go there, so I explain to her, that this way goes faster, and that she will be there in no time, as I was driving, she opened the door and jumped outside the car, it is good I was not going to fast, but the car was moving, ... and she never paid her fare, while ruining the door of my car"

Our ride ended right where it had started on Salim Slem highway, just above the long dark tunnel (the one that stinks and makes you close the windows). This wander around the city suburbs and back, is like a roller-coaster ride, full of happenings and banalities too. It is entertaining, as long as you are in the mood for surprises and accept the unexpected (delays/ very talkative driver or passanger/ very silent uneasy mood/...), in this "payable public seat", on a journey to see.