last time i painted on canvas was like 3-4 years ago

and i didn't have the patience back then to finish what i started

but now! i'm enjoying it a lot, and this weather just inspire me :)
autumn!

big-hearted

i'm moving my head

i'm losing my voice

eat fish

I swam in your dreams
when you ate me

my hair

floating

I floated on water today
the waves danced under my skin
as i relaxed all my body, every muscle,
gave myself to the rhythm.
the sea held me,
like a mother holding her child
i closed my eyes and breathed
and everyone and everything around me
vanished for few seconds
i could only hear my own voice
and the sound of the ocean

under the tree

mes pensées

je sentais que tu vivais dans mes pensées
c'est ce qu'il m'a dit. un jour
I felt as if you lived in my thoughts

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again

she opened her eyes,
to absorb beauty, again...

everyday'

شوي

I'm sinking inside myself

telephone

afkar

Why do you cut my chain of thoughts?

حروف

Cello'

ménage'

Brooming the past

chita'

peace'

sandwatch'

ailleurs'

I felt as if my head
flew off my body

heart'

My heart takes me by hand
I follow without asking

chajra'

The tree found it strange
when they cut it off its ground

kitab'

We open a book and then we close it
with the excuse of being prettier

mousika'

I wish it would be the last time
I hear the melody of war

صوته و آب

شهر آب...
البحر سأل عنه
اخشى ان اتنفسه وانا اسبح
اخشى ان تحمله الغيوم مرّة ثانية
الهواء
المياه تذكرني برائحته
عندما كان يضحك
الدموع
تسقط ابطأ
آه ... لو
لو استطيع كسر رأسي ليصمت من التفكير
اتساءل ما هو الشعور الأقرب
من وجوده و غيابه
اتساءل لما لم تسمع عيوني
عندما قرأت
اتساءل لو أنه يسمعني
اتساءل ايضا
الأحمر
اغرق... اضحك
صوته يقترب مني
يلتصق بي
وكم احببت هذا الصوت
يهرب نَفَسي
امسك يديه
يشدني و يتأمل بكل اصبع
"اين يسكن اله هذا العالم"

ستشرق الشمس
مثل كل يوم
ولكنها مشتاقة إلى صوته

solitude

“D’être seule et de se taire, on voit les choses autrement qu’en societé; en même temps qu’elles gardent plus de flou elles frappent davantage l’esprit; les pensées en deviennent plus graves, plus singulières et toujours se teintent de mélancolie.
Ce que vous voyez, ce que vous percevez, ce dont en société vous vous seriez débarrassé en échangeant un regard, un rire, un jugement, vous occupe plus qu’ils ne convient, et par le silence s’approfondit, prend de la signification, devient évènement, aventure, emotion.
De la solitude naît l’originalité, la beauté en ce qu’elle a d’osé, et d’étrange, le poème.
Et de la solitude aussi, les choses fausses, désordonnées, absurdes, coupables.”

Thomas mann

انعزال

انعزال تام
Total isolation

mouda'

Fashion illustration featured in skin magazine 'April issue'
skin magazine website

نسيان

quoting Murakami!

24'

24 years old'

"for a few seconds i stood there in a strange dim place.
where the things i could see didn't exist.
where the invisible did.
where they only existed in my memory.
i could look around and see myself sitting in
different positions with different people
and could still remember how it felt exactly each time.
images that overlap inside a fixed lens" H.M
colors. walls. the ground we walked on. the silences we shared.
the air we breathed.the laughs. the sea. the dreams.
we are all trying to find a home in the city
in the light of people's eyes

الشمس

"Mother told me that the sun existed before me
So I got mad"
Fawze Yammine

العصفور

"The bird is in the cage because Man cannot fly"
Fawze Yamine

سماء

"I feel like i've swallowed a cloudy sky"
Haruki Murakami

com'on

com'on!
let me paint your heart!

حورية

golden hair'

the offered their hands
they offered stability and security...

[but she was already lonely]

غيمة

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