Category Journal
khay! quietness…
khay!quietness and silence… can quietness and silence and withdrawal be forms of resistance or social change?is it possible that community cultural development work, as life work, can have slower approaches – so slow that there are long periods of quiet? maybe i am emerging from four months of relative quietness.but i have grown to love […]
kan ya makan…
kan ya makan… once upon a time… i remember long ago as a child, working out for myself that ‘time’ (as we knew it) was something ‘made up’ by humans, to divide and to count… ‘kan ya makan…’ is actually not part of my own childhood. although my father did tell me ongoing stories about […]
no (time)frame…
too late in the ‘discussion timeframe’?ironically, there suddenly is NO timeframe… amnesia through anaesthesia.memory for forgetfulness, without sensation. with paralysis.the surgical investigation gone wrong and emergency transfer. heart and lungs pushed to the absolute limits… h.y. wrote: But I am thinking about “leaving traces”…what i was writing before i lost that time(frame)? the quickly mythologized […]
no flag…
i continue to return to this poem written nearly 800 years ago by mawlana jalaluddin rumi (translated by coleman barks) :: no flag :: i used to want buyers for my words. now i wish someone would buy me away from words. i’ve made a lot of charmingly profound images, scenes with abraham, and abraham’s […]
evidence … no traces
3arabi-mapping… mapping? i have always tracked my footsteps, walking around blocks. always lived internal lives, making mind maps (long before virtual realities of blogs and second lives). always made lists on bits of paper, kept books to write things in. now, cool people do this electronically in their pockets (including cross-referencing!) some friends have laughed […]
…sound…
on speaking. and not… on hearing. and not… :: sounds :: taghreed. sound of birdsong khareer. sound of running water hadeel. sound of doves raneem. sound of fish, deep under water things i don’t hear very well. or not at all but i have a feeling for taghreed and khareer, hadeel and raneem. sometimes if i […]
yallah, it’s the 21st century…
so after nearly a lifetime of collecting ephemeral materials, writing bits of stories in paper journals and mapping my own memories… desiring always to start from the very beginning each time… (not / a “memory for forgetfulness”) the invitation to join the 21st century in collective archiving and critical reflection… 3arabi mapping contemporary arab australian […]
3arabi Mapping 
A.I. on ‘ghost flights’…
… my first thought on reading about the helicopter ride that Alissar took – and which she has no memory of, no evidence for – reminded me of the other ‘ghost flights’ that i’ve been thinking about lately. Those ghost flights are the more sinister kind – those that ‘render’ people to institutions of pain […]