When all is far, and all is empty, I set sail and dock on a familiar shore, somewhere in my imagination
posted by Fouad at 7:14 AM
disturbing yet brilliant..
how much of what we write or draw or paint is actually a confession?powerful drawing and powerful title. the helplessness, the fatality, the shame(?)...and the anger, the frustration.
yes a bit disturbing.. but very expressive
I don't like this very much...I guess that means it is good as it provokes an emotion.It is very despairing.
i love itSTAND UP...
up, up, and go ahead!i give you forces. What about your autumn? have hopes! Souri!Be strong. i want to go there.One embrace from spain!
Hala fouad! Hope you are well.Wanted to invite you and your readers to our new Ramadan Blog. If you have thoughts or photos you would like to contribute thatwould be wonderful, given your perspective. :)http://ramadankareem.blogspot.com
You can have civilization or Tribalism.Choose.
my little hairs along my spine stood up when I saw this.good picture.
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