Monday, February 05, 2007

Sunday, February 04, 2007



The real tragedy of death is the lives that it leaves behind
and the calculating continuation of life,
not allowing a stop not even a pause
and you must keep pace or be run right over.
You think everything ends or every thing must stop after the death.
It doesn't, it doesn't slow down or offer you a choice.
you try to stop, to ignore reality, to mourn in solitude, to remember, to think, to breath, to run, to escape, to hide, to cry, to scream, to breath, just to breath….
six months later you find yourself forgetting how to breath
then someone with a hand on your shoulder assures you that life goes on.

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

When bombs are not enough



It seems that the “democratic state” of Izrael has hired marketing and PR firms from the U.S. to promote tourism and to influence public perception after the very rough year it has had. Sounds funny enough.

Then I see a trailer for Smokin’ Aces and the lead character is Buddy Israel. Buddy is in trouble with many people all trying to kill him. So you get statements like “Israel is on every assassin’s hit list.” In the trailer the VO makes statements like “Everyone’s after Israel,” “Israel is constantly dodging bullets.” Every relentless, degenerate, ruthless, hitman is after him and the FBi is protecting him because the mob boss said "I want Israel dead." So if this movie is true to Hollywood form, I should walk out of the movie rooting for Israel and feeling sorry for it, um him, Israel, Buddy Israel.

Hey, does that mean that Israel is my Buddy?

Am I reading too much into it? Is this just coincidence?
The film really doesn’t seem to have anything to do with the state of the Middle East but in the film Israel is being violently chased by neo-Nazis, assassins, the mob, and bounty hunters.

If anyone has a review of the film, please share. I don't think I can watch it. It's not that I may not enjoy the film, but right now reality and fiction are too friendly.

I've heard some bizarre things lately; like Izrael sending poison ballons into South Lebanon and Izrael banning Za3tar in Palestine and Izrael spreading toy-like grenades all over Lebanon. When you hear these things the thought of "being too bizarre to be real" kicks into your head and you dismiss it, however, truth is stranger than fiction.

I may not be an expert on every fact, but I will never rule out anything.

Can you really ban Za3tar?
(if you have articles on any of these topics, please share)

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Contentment is more valuable than Happiness



I almost slipped into one of those alternate universes that circulates but never collides pulling myself back before I did and no sooner did that I did regret not having taken advantage of this occasion to venture into the exploration allowing apprehensive its full reign. My time here is limited and uneventful, without incident due to the submission to the worry of consequence. I am just playing out my role but not as it was meant by the part written in the play written for me. Now I’m just nervously pacing the same trail hoping that world opens hoping I’d be audacious and be content to slip.

Monday, January 29, 2007

Dearborn morning (before the snow)


This is for those (elbint elcanadiya and everyone else) who miss DBN.
It is still here and still the same and the same and the same...
well, except for the Panera Bread and the Caribou Coffee and the Cigar shop
and so on and more of the same....

The State of the Union



Well, it seems that whenever Arabs get together and agree upon something democratically or decide on positive change the world gets involved to break it up in favor of chaos and instability and violence, forcing wedges between us...and we let them at times happily submitting to the barbaric instinct, then the world sits in comfort and luxury smug in their success.

Friday, January 26, 2007

rejected; juried into submission

my first attempt into a juried photo exhibit was unsuccessfull and uneventfull, no feedback.














transient photos 2007

Friday, January 19, 2007

Forced Migration

this is a video I made for an group art exhibit last year. (no audio).

Hiking the Smokies



Although I'm not sick of winter (it's been eerily mild so far)
I am in need of a road trip. I wish I were hiking the smokies again.

Winter garden care



My neighbor finally gave up and let go of summer and admitted it was winter, by covering his prized fig tree.