T A J E R I B

Youssef aka The Recycle Man..

2009-09-05T21:55:00.003+04:00

The Orphan and The Fly..

2009-08-08T23:11:00.001+04:00

Nervous Tania..

2009-08-01T17:47:00.002+04:00

FACE ON..

2009-08-01T17:45:00.002+04:00

FACE OFF..

2009-01-31T22:52:00.003+04:00

I think I painted tonight.. It's been a while.. more coming soon..

Geometrie Poligame..

2009-01-23T21:01:00.009+04:00

Deux Droites-----------------------------------------------------------
----------------------Perpendiculaires a "cette" meme Troisieme
Sont Paralleles entre elles -------------------------------------------
------------------------ Pauvres Droites ne se rencontrent jamais
La troisieme le sait bien ----------------------------------------------
---------------------------------------La Putain de Droite en profite
et se Perpendicule a Deux Droites ----------------------------------
--------------------------------------------------------------En parallele

faD! by Cam [02]

2008-11-23T21:27:00.003+04:00

Portraits by Cam! "a deux mains" - Pittsburgh, PA - October 2008

Lolita..

2008-11-22T23:23:00.002+04:00

Laura, ma cousine folle.. November 2008

Amnesic Fish..

2008-11-15T01:29:00.004+04:00

Rima aka Amnesic Fish.. November 2008

Nastirtium..

2008-11-07T13:25:00.005+04:00

"Shy Edible Flower" - Bridge-it - November 2008

Strange Fruit..

2008-11-07T02:15:00.008+04:00

1939

"Southern trees bear strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees."

2009

"Rosa Parks sat so Martin Luther King could walk.
Martin Luther King walked so Obama could run.
Obama ran so our children could fly.."

Happy Halloween..

2008-10-31T16:59:00.003+04:00

Oh! MAMA 4 OBAMA..

2008-10-11T19:30:00.004+04:00

Pregnant MAMA rallying at a "Failin" fundraiser appearance at the

Westin Convention Center Hotel - Pittsburgh, PA - 10 October 2008

INTER-FACE [01]

2008-09-26T16:53:00.006+04:00

Re-Visiting Photocopy [01] - February 08

faD! by fadY.. 1998

2008-07-17T18:04:00.002+04:00

Cam! by faD!

2008-07-04T14:12:00.001+04:00

faD! by the Scissors..

2008-06-26T16:12:00.005+04:00

Drawing by Cam! , Bridge-it & faDi - Pgh - 19 June 2008

The Green Room Principles..

2008-05-24T01:43:00.004+04:00

Green Room: founded by Cam! & her Scissors - Pittsburgh, PA

Green Goose..

2008-05-24T01:35:00.004+04:00

Drawing by Cam, Meghan & faD! - April 2008

faD! by Cam..

2008-05-24T01:30:00.002+04:00

Keep Sketching [05]

2008-05-16T13:34:00.001+04:00

Straighten Up & Fly Light..

2008-03-21T12:51:00.001+04:00

I'm not feeling good, today..

2008-03-04T11:10:00.001+04:00

Photocopy [01]

2008-02-23T19:04:00.004+04:00

Painting.. à 4 mains..

2008-01-31T08:49:00.000+04:00

... and a Happy New Year

2007-12-15T18:46:00.000+04:00

The Belgian in Athens..

2007-12-15T17:56:00.000+04:00

The ReBirth of Spice Man..

2007-11-23T21:42:00.000+04:00

Sketch Them Up..

2007-11-22T12:21:00.001+04:00

Sketch Him Up..

2007-11-22T12:13:00.001+04:00

Sketch Her Up..

2007-11-21T14:30:00.000+04:00

The Pylons..

2007-11-18T20:40:00.000+04:00

The secret of these hills was stone, and cottages
Of that stone made,
And crumbling roads
That turned on sudden hidden villages
Now over these small hills, they have built the concrete
That trails black wire
Pylons, those pillars
Bare like nude giant girls that have no secret.
The valley with its gilt and evening look
And the green chestnut
Of customary root,
Are mocked dry like the parched bed of a brook.
But far above and far as sight endures
Like whips of anger
With lightning's danger
There runs the quick perspective of the future.
This dwarfs our emerald country by its trek
So tall with prophecy
Dreaming of cities
Where often clouds shall lean their swan-white neck.

"The Pylons" by Stephen Spender, 1964

Keep Sketching [04]

2007-08-26T21:09:00.000+04:00

Heavy Vehicle Ahead..

2007-08-26T00:46:00.000+04:00

Blow wind, Blow..

2007-07-14T23:31:00.001+04:00

Keep Sketching [03]

2007-07-14T23:28:00.000+04:00

AaaarrRrgGgghhhH..

2007-06-30T04:27:00.000+04:00

Water Closet..

2007-06-23T17:00:00.000+04:00

Starring: M & M..

Athens.. here she comes..

2007-06-17T00:37:00.000+04:00

Cyber Shots..

2007-06-06T00:07:00.000+04:00

They drank to my health,
I drank to their safety,
We drank for old times' sake..

Location # 01: "La Casa" - Beirut, Lebanon
Location # 02: My "Casa" - Sharjah, UAE

Actual Distance: 2,140 Kms

Virtual Distance: 0 Kms

Msn Video Call - Desktop to Laptop
Ingredients: Tequila - Vodka - Whisky - Absynthe
Soundtrack: "La Llorona", Chavela Varges

When God is Bored / Divine X-O..

2007-05-12T14:55:00.000+04:00

Mom of the Year(s)..

2007-04-28T16:01:00.000+04:00

"Blow" Job..

2007-04-13T22:38:00.000+04:00

We could blame Alfred Nobel for Terrorist attacks,
as much as we can blame/thank the Lumiere Brothers for Porn..

Extremely mind blowing..

Windows XP..

2007-03-16T10:46:00.000+04:00

"Smashed Rat"..

2007-03-10T23:56:00.000+04:00

Sous le Soleil exactement..

2007-02-17T16:47:00.000+04:00

Boredom-02

2007-02-01T23:29:00.000+04:00

Boredom-01

2007-02-01T23:27:00.000+04:00

"Destin Animé" in Theaters near YouTube..

2007-01-19T12:31:00.000+04:00

Sham Souq - 03

2007-01-12T13:55:00.000+04:00

Sham Souq - 02

2007-01-12T13:52:00.000+04:00

Sham Souq - 01

2007-01-09T00:18:00.000+04:00

The Nearness of You..

2007-01-09T00:06:00.000+04:00

I am Syriac Orthodox..

2006-12-15T01:01:00.000+04:00

When we'll be LEBANESE? Nothing but LEBANESE..

Blind old lady..

2006-11-24T22:14:00.000+04:00

"Cohiba Factory", "Minutes After Fidel"

2006-11-22T13:54:00.000+04:00

find other scenarios for ZK House @ du

Keep Sketching [02]

2006-11-20T14:35:00.000+04:00

Palimpsest..

2006-11-15T12:03:00.000+04:00

Original portrait by Rohe.. 151106

Keep Sketching [01]

2006-11-12T18:49:00.000+04:00

Devil may care..

2006-11-11T17:12:00.000+04:00

T-4-2 & 2-4-T

2006-11-05T08:13:00.000+04:00

De-Constructing ZK House..

2006-10-27T11:04:00.000+04:00

find other scenarios for ZK House @ du

Troubled Mirror..

2006-10-25T22:58:00.000+04:00

There he was, leaning to see
What his reflection in the river would be

The mirror revealed a distorted face
Ugliness instead of his legendary grace

Vainly he tried to alter his fate
Shaking the water to a calmer state

The Beast he saw reached out a hand
Drowning his Beauty to the deepest sand

The legend of Narcisse keeps changing through time
Yet always the river is guilty of crime...

faD! N. sYrian!

Requiem for a White Knight..

2006-08-21T13:28:00.000+04:00

A martyr is born the day he dies..

Rest in peace, Mazen..

مرثية الوداع للفارس الجميل

إلى الشهيد المهندس الحاج مازن علي شعيتو... بدأب النحل الذي أحب، جمع مازن رحيق الشهادة وردة وردة.. وببرودة النحّال وهدوئه، تدرّج في الجهاد مبتعدا عن الضجيج المحيط ولم يكن عنا بعيد.. حتى استبق الجنى. فقطف شهد العسل قبل الموسم شهادة بيديه. مازن، كان في الوادي وعلى التل وقبل الشروق وبعد المغيب. كان في الميدان حقلا من القمح نهوي إليه كلما ضاقت بنا الطريق. كان الصوت الهادئ والوجه الرقيق وكان القمر بدرا وكان قلبا وكان حبيبا. يحمل بصمت الحملان شجاعة الأسود ويعلّم رفاق الدرب ان الطريق الصعب خيار الأحرار ولو تكدّس الشوك واجتمعت الوحوش. في مثل يومك، يتهامس الرفاق. أأنت أنت من خلع ثياب المهندس ولبس ثوب الحقول... أأنت أنت من أوقف الجيوش في تلة مسعود... أأنت أنت من صدّع سلالة التلمود؟ نعم أنت. أنت من بلسم جراح أطفال قانا وكل جراح الجنوب. أنت، من كنت في الطيري تداعب السلاح وتباركه وتلقنه الوجهة وتذكر اسم الله عليه فيصدح هادرا ان جيش محمد سوف يعود. في مثل يومك، نتهامس ان من هنا مرّ مازن... هنا وقف مازن... هنا لعب مازن... هنا ضحك مازن. في مثل يومك، تتهامس دروب الحي ان هنا هبّ مازن ليساعد عجوزا وهنا قام ليسعف محتاجا هنا تورد وجه حين التقى من أحب. في مثل يومك، تتهامس قاعات الجامعة أن هنا أمضى مازن الليالي يعمل على مشروع تخرجه مهندسا. هنا وقف حاملا شهادته. هنا انتظره تلامذته وهنا استلم درع تفوقه. في مثل يومك، نجلس بصمت وقور ننظر إليك حاج مازن... إلى عينيك... الى قسمات وجهك. ونتساءل: أعرس هذا... فنعمّر الدبكة ونصدح بالزغاريد... أم مأتم فنقيم مجالس العزاء ونذرف الدمع؟ كيف نبكي ووجه امك يبشّرك بالخلود... كيف نذرف الدمع وأبوك يحدق بنا مزهوا بأنه خط أحرفا في كتب كربلاء وكتب الجهاد وكتب الحرية والكرامة. في مثل يومك، لنا ان نكتب القصائد والأغاني ولك ان تكبر وتكبر وتكبر. لنا ان نقرأ الفاتحة عن روحك ولك ان تقرأ على الأحياء سيرة العظماء... يأتون بصمت ويعملون بصمت وينجزون بصمت ويموتون في ضجيج المواجهة.. بصمت. في مثل يومك، لنا أن نقص حكاياتك على كل أحرار العالم. في مثل يومك، لجسدك الممدد في وادي الطيري يحرسه من الغزاة.. له أن يمتد على كل الوطن.

عامر الدبق

Assafir 04 August 2006 - Amer el Debek

Q & A in Istanbul..

2006-08-16T20:48:00.000+04:00

SALIH SAKA, 60
WASTE PAPER COLLECTOR

Q: WHERE WERE YOU BORN?
A: In Amman, Jordan. I came here as a tourist a long time ago.
My passport was stolen and so I stayed.
Q: WHAT DO YOU DO?
A: I collect paper in the streets.
Q: HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
A: Poor.
Q: WHAT ARE YOU WEARING AND WHERE DID YOU BUY YOUR CLOTHES?
A: I'm wearing a pair of jeans, a jacket and a hat. All given to me.
Q: WHAT INSPIRES YOU?
A: A bit of cash would inspire me.
Q: WHERE DO YOU LIKE SHOPPING?
A: I only go to food stores and buy myself sandwiches.
Q: WHAT DO YOU PARTICULARLY LIKE ABOUT ISTANBUL?
A: I'm too old for Istanbul.
Q: WHAT IS THE MOST ENTERTAINING PART OF THE CITY?
A: The street.
Q: WHAT DOES ISTANBUL HAVE TO SAY TO THE WORLD?
A: The city is too expensive.
Q: IN WHAT WAY IS ISTANBUL AHEAD OF THE TIMES?
A: It works.
Q: WHAT WILL ISTANBUL BE FAMOUS FOR IN 2100?
A: I don't know.
Q: DO YOU FEEL EUROPEAN?
A: Yes, i spent some time living in Germany.

Source: MINI International #19 - Istanbul Creative Bazaar

Inside Out and/or United States..

2006-08-06T19:20:00.000+04:00

.. reflecting several United "inner" States..

Go Ahead, Destroy Lebanon...

2006-07-31T00:00:00.000+04:00

.. I quote William Saroyan:

“I should like to see any power in this world destroy this race, this small tribe of unimportant people whose wars have been fought and lost, whose structures have crumbled, whose literature is unread, whose music is unheard and whose prayers are no more answered. Go ahead, destroy this race! Destroy Armenia! See if you can do it. Send them away from their homes into the desert. Let them have neither bread or water. Burn their homes and churches. Then, see if they will not live again, see if they will not sing and pray again. For when two of them meet anywhere in the world, see if they will not create a New Armenia.”

Qana... 1996 - 2006

2006-07-30T23:56:00.000+04:00

Dina and the "Toys Ship"..

2006-07-29T12:11:00.000+04:00

Dina.. 6 years old..
A girl from the South fled her village after the Israeli offensive.. She walked and walked away from her wrecked village.. The summer war was the only summer vacation she got this year.. She lost her toys, bedtime stories and colour crayons.. Every warship that appears on the lebanese shore is her "promised toys ship"..

في عينيها يستكين لون التبغ، ومن صوتها يصدر رنين لهجة جنوب الجنوب. وتهدأ في وجهها براءة القصص والأغاني. اسمها دينا. حملت حياتها وابتسامتها ومشت على قدميها الصغيرتين من بلدتها عيترون إلى تبنين. مشت تتحدى هدير الطائرات وشبح الموت، بعدما أمضت أسبوعاً في ملجأ <مهنية عيترون> تنتظر وعوداً لم تفِ بها أيّ من المنظمات الإنسانية والدولية. وعدوها بإخراجها من جحيم التدمير والقتل.. حتى جواز سفرها الأوروبي لم يسعفها. أنقذها التعلق بالحياة وإرادة العيش. خمسة... سبعة... عشرة كيلومترات قطعتها دينا بين الركام والجثث الملتصقة بالطرقات. قطعت هذه الكيلومترات العشرة وهي تهمس آيات قرآنيّة وتذرف، بصمت، دموع الخوف حتى وصلت إلى مستشفى تبنين الحكومي. <خِفِت ما تدبّ علينا الطيّارة>، تقول بلهجتها العيترونية. هي تعرف أن بلدتها قد دُمّرت، لكنها لا تعرف السبب. تعرف أنها لن تجد قصصها حين تعود، لكنها مطمئنة إلى أن: <جدّي رح يْجِبْلي غيرن>. تلتفت بوجهها الصغير ناحية جدّها الذي كاد أن يفقد الأمل برؤيتها مجدّداً. دينا تريد أن تلعب. تريد لوح الرسم وأحرف اللغة. كلّما رأت بارجة تقترب من الشاطئ، تسأل جدتها بلهفة: <إجِت باخرة الألعاب؟>. تتكلم ابنة السنوات الست بحماسة الصبايا عن تفاصيل الأيام التي أمضتها في أحضان الموت في عيترون. تتكلم ولا يغيب صوتها إلا لتلتقط نفساً أو لتبعد خصلة شعر عن وجهها. دينا تلعب. تضحك. تنتصر على الموت.

Assafir 29 July 2006 - Amer el Debek

Piss into the wind..

2006-07-27T08:54:00.000+04:00

(Hunter S. Thompson)

I have no desire to do anything. I am afraid of nothing and I want nothing. I wait like a psychopath in a game of dodge-ball: breathing quickly while the fools decide which one will throw at me next, and jumping aside for no reason except that I like being in the middle. And there is no reason for being in the middle. Why not quit altogether and like outside the circle?

I have no idea what to say, I don't know when I'll see you again and I don't believe in anything beyond the next ten minutes. People keep calling me and telling me what a great friend I am. Everybody is looking for someone who can stand up in the wind. It is lonely standing up and crowded lying down. I refuse to be an anchor for other people's dreams – but then I refuse to anchor mine to anyone else. So I have no choice but to stand up and piss into the wind. Pardon my vulgarity.

Tribute to Amer..

2006-07-17T18:28:00.000+04:00

Allah ma3ak ya Rokon..

The Veiled Designer..

2006-06-04T01:25:00.000+04:00

Ready-to-wear ?

Lullaby..

2006-05-21T20:28:00.000+04:00

(Tom Waits/Kathleen Brennan)

Sun is red; moon is cracked
Daddy's never coming back
Nothing's ever urs to keep
Close ur eyes, go to sleep..

If I die before u wake
Don't u cry don't u weep
Nothing's ever as it seems
Climb the ladder to ur dreams..

If I die before u wake
Don't u cry; don't u weep
Nothing's ever urs to keep
Close ur eyes; go to sleep..

2006-05-12T22:31:00.000+04:00

Real Life Mosaic..

2006-05-05T21:03:00.000+04:00

E comme Ellipse..

2006-04-30T23:14:00.000+04:00

We come in Peace..

2006-04-27T02:12:00.000+04:00

"Pour faire le portrait d'un oiseau"... (part 01)

"SEX WORKER" strangled to death..

2006-04-20T23:59:00.000+04:00

I guess the next logical step would be protesting for "sex workers syndicate" and "sex workers rights"..

P.S: To whom it may concern,

The comment stated above was never meant to be in defense of the "crime workers". They should be punished for the crime they commited.. The fact that this local newspaper has published this article by referring to "prostitution" as "sex work", is a giant step in this part of the world.. It doesn't legalise "sex work" but it doesn't deny its presence.. Nevertheless, i don't want to guess the fate of the "sex worker" if she survived the crime..

An Originally Different Article..

2006-04-20T23:10:00.000+04:00

There is, in my opinion, an original difference between difference and originality.

You as artistic creators from different disciplines should be aware of this ambiguity. You, of all people should be able to differentiate between different and original. You are creators of spaces, paintings, situations[1], but you’ll never be different from non-creative creatures if you do not conceive what is original.

Original is different..
Different isn’t original..

Different is different from somebody, something..
But when you come to think of originality, it’s a whole different issue.
Original is the first, the newborn unique in its kind, whatever that kind might be. There is no possibility of comparing with other pre-existing kinds. Therefore you have the complete right to “think” that it is different since you cannot classify it.

However, was difference the only purpose of this original creation?

Dear reader, it might make no difference knowing the ever-existing difference between difference and originality. But now that you do, you are different but you’re no damn original.

I instead might be damn original since I wrote this originally different article..

Do you share my opinion or do you have a different one?

N.B: I personally think that you should first be aware of the different possible meanings of both original and different..

Fadi Nabil Syriani
February 1998

[1] Architects, designers, artists, performers…

WINDOWS XP ..

2006-04-20T22:26:00.000+04:00

Apocalypse Now ?!?

2006-04-20T22:24:00.000+04:00

Blow Wind Blow..

2006-04-20T22:22:00.000+04:00

WAIT...

2006-04-04T00:20:00.000+04:00

Haida Sandwich (this is a sandwich)

2006-04-04T00:17:00.000+04:00

2006-03-30T01:12:00.000+04:00

... and she burst in laughs.

DAY DREAMING...

2006-02-17T21:42:00.000+04:00

TIME SIR, TIME..

2006-02-17T21:34:00.001+04:00

(el wa'et sidna el wa'et...)

Army of me..

2006-02-17T21:34:00.000+04:00

TINZAKAR W MA TIN3AD TINZAKAR..

XPRESS XMAS DECORATION..

2005-12-17T13:00:00.000+04:00

5 STEPS TO DECORATE UR HOUSE IN 5 MINS:

1- INSTALL NEW BATTERIES IN UR XMAS TREE
2- PLACE THE XMAS TREE ON A SHELF W/ READY MADE WRAPPED GIFT BOXES AND SUGAR CANES
3- PLACE A DECORATED BASKET OF THE SAME GIFTS AND SUGAR CANES ON UR CENTRE TABLE
4- TAPE XMAS SOCKS ON UR WALL UNIT, DOOR, OR IF AVAILABLE, FAKE CHIMNEY
5- HANG PLASTIC XMAS BELLS AND MISTLE TOE ABOVE UR ENTRANCE DOOR

MAY ALL OF U HAVE A WHITE PLASTIC READY-MADE XMAS..

FADI SYRIANI

Schizophrenia..

2005-12-08T00:22:00.000+04:00

Et moi dans mon coin...

2005-12-07T23:53:00.000+04:00

Charles Aznavour 1966

Lui il t'observe du coin de l'œil
Toi tu t'énerves dans ton fauteuil
Lui te caresse du fond des yeux
Toi tu te laisses prendre à son jeu

Et moi dans mon coin
Si je ne dis rien
Je remarque toutes choses
Et moi dans mon coin
Je ronge mon frein
En voyant venir la fin

Lui il te couve fiévreusement
Toi tu l'approuves en souriant
Lui il te guette et je le vois
Toi tu regrettes que je sois là

Et moi dans mon coin
Si je ne dis rien
Je vois bien votre manège
Et moi dans mon coin
Je cache avec soin
Cette angoisse qui m'étreint

Lui te regarde furtivement
Toi tu bavardes trop librement
Lui te courtise a travers moi
Toi tu te grises ris aux éclats

Et moi dans mon coin
Si je ne dis rien
J'ai le cœur au bord des larmes
Et moi dans mon coin
Je bois mon chagrin
Car l'amour change de main...

Up in smoke..

2005-11-26T23:57:00.000+04:00

2005-11-26T23:56:00.000+04:00

Back Home..

Les cigarillos..

2005-11-26T23:54:00.001+04:00

2005-11-26T23:54:00.000+04:00

The face forgives the mirror..

I fell into the ocean...

2005-11-26T23:52:00.000+04:00

Caramel..

2005-07-24T15:27:00.000+04:00

Music & Lyrics by Suzanne Vega

It won't do
to dream of caramel,
to think of cinnamon
and long for you..

It won't do
to stir a deep desire,
to fan a hidden fire
that can never burn true.

I know your name,
I know your skin,
I know the way
these things begin;

But I don't know
how I would live with myself,
what I'd forgive of myself
if you don't go.

So goodbye,
sweet appetite,
no single bite
could satisfy...

I know your name,
I know your skin,
I know the way
these things begin;

But I don't know
what I would give of myself,
how I would live with myself
if you don't go.

It won't do
to dream of caramel,
to think of cinnamon
and long for you..

Green Grass..

2005-04-05T19:21:00.000+04:00

(By Tom Waits)

Lay your head where my heart used to be
Hold the earth above me
Lay down in the green grass
Remember when you loved me

Come closer don't be shy
Stand beneath a rainy sky
The moon is over the rise
Think of me as a train goes by

Clear the thistles and brambles
Whistle 'Didn't He Ramble'
Now there's a bubble of me
And it's floating in thee

Stand in the shade of me
Things are now made of me
The weather vane will say...
It smells like rain today
God took the stars and he tossed 'em
Can't tell the birds from the blossoms
You'll never be free of me
He'll make a tree from me

Don't say good bye to me
Describe the sky to me
And if the sky falls, mark my words
We'll catch mocking birds

Lay your head where my heart used to be
Hold the earth above me
Lay down in the green grass
Remember when you loved me..

Tribute to Georges Menassa..

2005-03-02T09:51:00.000+04:00

Let's stay for a while...

2005-03-01T14:32:00.000+04:00

(faD! sYrian!)

It's still too soon to leave
Let's stay for a while..
You've cried all through the night
And I long to see you smile..