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Inhale - acrylic on canvas - 120 x 100 cm by Jana Aridi 73
NIGHT (an excerpt) Tides: yes, breathing, and love being a tide coming, and receding, a pendular insanity, as impatient in its regularity as this gaze the inbuilt instability of metals. When unruly forms move too closely to laptops there occurs a transfer of transparencies. A passenger is boarding a ship with me. Let’s live before dying. Vision is a rumor, some steam. The body produces thinking, behaves like movies. Moves and makes move. At times, an appetite for death creates a withdrawal into the origin of heat, and turns the world into a blur. A woman mourns her dead lover while everything buckles under her sorrow’s pressure. Her days are going to grow longer. Nights are breathing. Divine will circulates around their edges. A precocious summer lies naked on a granite wall. The ocean is my land. Disastrous are disasters. Paradise is such a lonely place that we are doomed, anyway. At the meeting point of its rivers the horizon is always enlarged, the imagination, unleashed. In the courtyard, the sun is scribbling shadows on the fading roses. I’m spending hours waiting for the next hour. Love is a sandstorm that loosens reality’s building stones. Its feverish energy takes us into the heart of confusion. Sometimes, a frozen moon illuminates frozen fields. There’s so much life around me, and I will have to leave. My breathing is a tide, love doesn’t die. Etel Adnan 74
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58 Nada Faris Janus/Portunus 64 Ann
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Finding the words, oil on canvas 10
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Thinking of lost cities mixed media
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HIDDEN STORIES On the upper slopes
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the country. She raised three sons,
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Moon Dancing in the Courtyard of th
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She slowly, sinuously leans towards
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He ties the scarf back around his n
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NIDAL ...just so... They slowly ris
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MANJU Those only, Miss. I watch tho
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Seek - acrylic on canvas - 50 x 70
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Page 27 and 28: I flop down onto the bed and cover
Page 29 and 30: “From the Eye of the Sun” O chi
Page 31 and 32: To Market, to Market Omdurman, Suda
Page 33 and 34: Demagogue The lie spread from his l
Page 35 and 36: Montagne I Aquarellé, 2015 by ETEL
Page 37 and 38: Psychoacoustics no. 1 by Mark tardi
Page 39 and 40: Falafel Chickpeas herbs and spices
Page 41 and 42: Traveler When you visit the dead do
Page 43 and 44: Etel Adnan: What drives me on? I re
Page 45 and 46: emerging from the ashes of our patr
Page 47 and 48: The Melancholy Oud By Sahar Mustafa
Page 49 and 50: I nod and then he slides the instru
Page 51 and 52: Mother and The Lover’s Rock A bli
Page 53 and 54: TERROR/MATHEMATICS After the behead
Page 55 and 56: Losses 1. All those nights we didn
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Page 59 and 60: ORCHARD Given a river last I saw yo
Page 61 and 62: Growing Up Solid in Kuwait At first
Page 63 and 64: “This secret breathing”: The Po
Page 65 and 66: trust me if words do not first crac
Page 67 and 68: PROPHET A river sloshes through Egy
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Page 71 and 72: See/Unsee - acrylic on canvas - 100
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