Wednesday, 24 April 2019

My Body is my Homeland



The Outpost is a Libanese magazine, created with the aim to engage readers with topics such as religion and culture to inspire change in the Arabic culture. I read The Possibility of Finding Home (issue 7, 2016) three times cover to cover. It told the story of home and identity, how it is to lose your home and how to make a new one. 

Inspired by this process of adapting to a new society, I created this mask out of strips of the Arabic articles that describe home as a moment suspended in time, a friend who finishes your sentence, a stage from which you fly or your own backpack. It is an homage to adaptation, it takes courage, effort and resilience, and often comes with the price of loss, pain and trauma in exchange for a glimmer of hope and freedom. . .








In the Presence of Absence
Mahmoud Darwish

Cities are scents
Acre is the scent of marine iodine and spices
Haifa, the scent of ripe and rumpled sheets
Moscow, the scent of vodka on ice
Cairo, the scent of mango and ginger
Beirut, the scent of sun sea, smoke and lemon
Paris, the scent of fresh bread cheese and the derivatives of intrigue
Damascus, the scent of jasmine and dried fruits
Tunis, the scent of night musk and salt
And Rabat is the scent of henna, incense and honey
Every city not known for its scents is not worth mentioning
And the lands of exile have a common scent
Which is that of longing for elsewhere…



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