There is something about being cozy. Being surrounded by warmth, friends, loved ones, happy faces, there is something joyous about color, cleanness, space, good weather, music, scent, and there is something about good company, positive, ambiance, freedom, share, happy thoughts, present moment. It is not about where you are, as much as it is about who you are with, even when you are with yourself. Living the moment is not about waiting for the right moment to live it, but about living each moment as it comes without trying to force change or dwell in the expectations.
Category Archives: Art in Everything
Fez
Old Market, Nazareth, Palestine.
I captured this man during my first visit to Nazareth, walking between the authentic Arab Market.
His red tarboush (fez) is what caught my attention.
To me, it resembles unity.
Not a very long time ago, many men from this region wore the fez on top of their heads.
Today, we are a region more segregated than ever.
Our accents are now what differentiate us.
This is how divided we have become.
But this man, who currently lives in the occupied areas of Palestine (Israel) chose to keep his tarboush on top of his head.
Sunset Diaries
And to every end a journey, and to every journey an end.
Our Mother, Amman
By The amphitheater, downtown, Amman, Jordan.
A grass design that says ‘Our Mother, Amman’ with the Jordanian flag on the back left corner, and a street swiper, swiping the dust at the front right corner.
This photograph speaks to me a thousand words.
Without him, what will this image look like? Does he know the worth of his contribution? Or does he see this side of his image in my photograph? How much contribution do we need to do for his self-realization?
Spring in Webdeh
What about closing out the outside world,
What about staying inside your own being exploring your own ventures,
What about not giving a f and listening to your inner sound,
What about being sure your not missing out and instead you explore the movements within you,
What about you ignore it all and just give yourself the chance to explore your being,
Create some art, your kinda art, the art that is just different from anything else, and guess what, it is only art when it does not necessarily make the same sense to everyone else…
What is inside you let it outside,
Make it your outside world,
Make it what you have been missing out on instead,
Make your own art your life.
A Piece
Found this beauty this morning on my instagram (EmergEast) and felt it was worthy to share. Since I have been absent from my blog, I decided why not do simple spreads whenever I could until I can give this blog my time again.
It has been hectic as going back to school after you turn thirty is pretty different than when you go to school right away. It is a different form of decision and will, priorities change and the will to aim high changes.
This on the other hand is a photograph from my weekend of Persian Food that I was absolutely brushed away by their sincerity in giving love and art to their plates. A Saffron Chicken dish sparkled with dried petals, grated vegetables for garnish, colorful spices and yogurt, not to forget some red-hot chilli pepper and parsley. indulge.
And although it was a gloomy weekend, it managed to still be colorful and beautiful.
Anyway have a colorful week.
Maybe, or Maybe not
One of the few things I know about writing is this:
Spend it all, shoot it, play it, loose it, all, right away, every time. do not hold what seems to be good for later, place it in the book, or for another book, give it, give it all, give it now. The impulse to save something good for a better pace later is the signal to spend it now. Something more will arise for latter; something better.
These things fill from behind, from beneath, like well water. Similarly, the impulse to keep yourself what you have learned is not only shameful, it is destructive. Anything you do not give freely and abundantly, becomes lost in you. You open your safe and find ashes.
Annie Dillard
Have you heard of Prison Island?
You can also spend a day visiting different Island around Zanzibar, we went to Prison Island (also known as Changuu), which was a prison for rebellious slaves, since Zanzibar was a popular slave market (Zanji in Arabic stands for slave; Zanjibar). It is also a home for giant tortoises (turtles) who have been there since 1919. Four tortoises were gifted by the British, the bred quickly into 200 tortoises by the year 1955.
Click here to learn more about Zanzibar Island.
Things to do in Stone Town, Zanzibar
Need a break from the beach? Then it is time to explore the city which I also highly recommend and needs at least a full day, head to Stone Town, it is about an hour and half drive from Nungwi and Paje.
Visit the Emerson Spice Hotel which is truly gem, reserve ahead of time to have a drink or some food at their rooftop, Lukmaan is also a popular local restaurant. Check out the Darjani Market and buy their famous spices, visit the Old Fort, Foodhani gardens, Old Dispensary, Old Slave Market, House of Wonders, shop around, and explore their doors and architecture (they are very famous for their doors).
Click here to learn more about Zanzibar Island
House of Wonders
Magic Door
The Emerson Spice Hotel
More Magic Doors
Darjani Market
Old Fort
The Architecture of Zanzibar
Because who are you, if you are not so different from everyone else? Click here to learn more about the culture and life in Zanzibar.