Monday, 31 December 2007
Things I almost remember
And a song someone sings,
Once Upon A December
Someone holds me safe and warm
Horses prance through a silver storm
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart
Used to know
Things it yearns to remember,
And a song someone sings,
Once Upon A December
Sunday, 30 December 2007
Saturday, 29 December 2007
Emergence: The Connected Lives of Ants, Brains, Cities, and Software
Alice's Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass
Little Nemo 1905-1914
جروح الذاكرة-تركي الحمد
Identity: A Novel
Thursday, 27 December 2007
Tuesday, 25 December 2007
Number after number
I can’t recall any mess in count
Today I missed a meeting
But the following year is a common sense
I forgot to set my alarm
Which day is it?
What time is it over there?
It’s 9:45 over here!
But the following number
Until next year
Monday, 24 December 2007
Saturday, 22 December 2007
Thursday, 20 December 2007
Monday, 17 December 2007
Sunday, 16 December 2007
Friday, 14 December 2007
Sunday, 9 December 2007
Friday, 7 December 2007
by the room i never entered
nor wanted to
in a place i would rather be forced to go
and unfortunately, i got a choice
words play smart around silence
loosing the nomadic soul
'why' is now taking over 'what'
the beauty of questioning
is hard to find sense
is hard to live with
simply asked, wasn't it?
but that i saw the shadows on the ground
and saw the dust after rain
i saw the hatred of matter
i saw theories controlling the private layers of me
i saw my layers becoming private to avoid the controlling theories
and i simply asked:
why should we live with each other?
Thursday, 6 December 2007
Wednesday, 5 December 2007
Monday, 3 December 2007
Sunday, 2 December 2007
Thursday, 29 November 2007
Gender: Male Female
Marital Status: Single Married Have Kids
Education Status: Elementary Secondary High School Diploma Bachelor
Other ? ………………
Which governorate do you belong to?
Kuwait City Capital Hawalli Al Ahmadi Al Jahra
Al Farwaniya Mubarak Al Kabeer
1.Do you work in Kuwait City?
2.How many non-Kuwaitis [expatriates] assist/work with you? ……………
3.How many of them minimal salary? …………….
4.Where do you think those people live? …………………………………………
5.How many of them are single, how many of them are married?
Single ……………. Married …………..
6.Do you prefer they live next to your work?
7.Do you think allowing them to live in the city will decrease transportation rush hours?
8.Would you want to live in the living spaces for those foreigners if you find them appropriate?
Yes No Maybe
9.Do you think they should be only for single foreigners or can include foreign families as well?
Single foreigners only Foreign families
10.Do you think that the foreigners who work in the city should live away from it?
11.Can you imagine Kuwait City without non-Kuwaitis?
Any comment regarding any question?
*Your answers are very appreciated, thank you*
Sunday, 25 November 2007
Friday, 23 November 2007
I hope this will make you sleep faster Mr.EarthQuaker ;)
Once upon a time there was a giant sad monkey who used to be in a circus, but the circus couldn’t afford his transportation so they just left him on the road. The monkey was sitting lonely down a big cliff, he was crying out loud creating a symphony of echoes and queer sounds. He was a very huge monkey that he can’t feel good without any attention to his presence. All of a sudden, he saw little colorful bubbles floating down the cliff that made the monkey puzzled! ___ But he wasn’t a second! They were little ants going down the cliff by little bubble gum balloons! He was happy to find living creatures in this rural area and they greeted him while passing by his wide eyes.
“Hello dear ants” said the monkey in a theatrical way. The ants were whispering with giggles and amusement “oh he is the famous monkey….. O I loved his shows…… remember when he lifted a bench with the audience sitting on! He is the greatest!”
The monkey felt satisfied by those pride-filling whispers and thought he should do them a little “humble” show, so he told them “little ants.. Little ants I will be condemned with shame if I didn’t climb this high cliff with my meek hands but by a spirit weighs mountains and skies!” the ants now formed a half circle and set themselves into an event mode, he afterwards stepped into some rocky steps and began to climb gracefully, he can hear the ants’ cheers very clearly from his big wide ears but as he got higher he began to hear a voice from inside the wall of the cliff it was a very heavy voice that can cause the rocky cliff to vibrate a little. The monkey was worried about this sound, but it slowly got quiet so he forgot about it. The cliff was very high so he climbed…. climbed……. climbed until it got pretty dark. Suddenly his fingers touched a soft surface, he touched it thoroughly, and it was grass! He was so happy to reach a flat land eventually. “Eh a___h humph oh’oh a___h” he did the final moves of a long climbing journey by standing up. Then slipping down!!!
For the cliff wasn’t exactly followed by a flat land. Instead the monkey fell down in his first step on the new land he reached, he couldn’t see what was ahead of him for it was so dark by then. After reaching the sandy ground, he recognized the sound he was hearing while climbing, it was …snoring!
He opened his eyes when he heard no more of snoring. He found no one around! Only him, and the big wide hole he was in. so he wanted to reach a higher horizon to see where exactly he was. But he walked very funny on the ground that he looked as if he was dancing. “Hey what’s the problem with this ground?” he mumbled. So as he wondering, he saw that the ground was not from sand neither from one single material. It was a queer configuration of ground that seemed like different colorful rugs sewed or piled together in one place. There was leather, wool, soft, bouncy, rough and smooth. The monkey was mystified, what is this place “where am I?” he shouted, soon he got many answers from his own voice “HERE I AM!”, he was scared because it felt as if someone was replying to him so he shouted in a lower sound “I don’t understand!!”, then the echo came to him “UNDER..UNDER”. There was something wrong with this echo, it wasn’t normal and the monkey was clever enough to know that. When the echo replied UNDER, he began to try searching under the rug-like ground. As soon as his face got closer to the ground (he was tall you see) he heard that the ground was breathing, and there were sewing marks everywhere, but he couldn’t find the initial knot. He then, started following the marks until he found it. He released the knot and tried to pull the thread out of the weird ground and all at once it began to look bumpy soon he realized that animals with abnormal sizes were getting out from the ground and he understood that he was walking all along this place on those animals’ backs. He then heard a beautiful voice from under his feet; he looked down to find a tiny elephant.
“You are a life saver, we shall never forget you” the elephant said “there used to be a grumpy king to rule over this area and there was a great award to any person who can make him smile, there was a young man who found our land so he diluted the water of our lake by a sleeping solution. In one day all of us were sleeping in the lake that got dry with time after we had to drink from it as usual and fell a sleep inside it one by one. He sewed us together with one thread and this created weird echoes because of our different surfaces, and also a nice dancing stage. At night he brought the king and let the lights only on him standing inside the dry lake and he began to sing and dance he looked so funny in that bizarre performance that made the king laugh from all his heart.” The elephant said in a serious voice then continued “The young man got his award and forgot all about us” and after a sigh of relief he said: “until you came and released us, thank you very much”.
“You’re welcome, but you cannot live here any longer your lake is dry and you may be deceived once again if you remained in one place” said the monkey who began to have some new thoughts.
“What shall we do then?” asked the elephant.
“I used to live with humans and they hired me to make people laugh by doing simple moves in a place called circus, I am the only giant monkey in the world and this made them laugh, I don’t know why, but the humans got money to make people laugh so that they can give us food.” He wondered a bit then continued “I traveled all around the world it was a very beautiful life”
“Lets do our own circus!”
Some years later if you ask any person about the best circus you ever attended they will definitely tell you “The Queer Animals Circus”
Sunday, 18 November 2007
Friday, 26 October 2007
Saturday, 13 October 2007
Thursday, 11 October 2007
Tuesday, 9 October 2007
الذي مسحت خطوطه
فتهاديت.. بلا مرجع
و لا معتبر
فقدماي اعتادتا هذي الحفر
اعتادتا غضب الماء فيها
ينهال بكبرياء الثريا
.. لكنهما اشتاقتا إليه
و مارستا السقوط
فرسمتا وجها سعيدا
.. من وحل
Sunday, 7 October 2007
و في زحام الوجوه و الأشخاص، و بعد الأماكن فالتجارب و اللحظات، تراني أجلس وحيدة في المكتبة، أتلو قصيدة. و لأول مرة ترتد علي أصدائي تنهرني، أن لسنا في بلاد العجائب، و ما السامع إلا دارا للكتب!.. فصحوت من حلمي المختال إلى حياتنا البسيطة، التي نز يدها تعقيدا لكي نرضى
Saturday, 6 October 2007
6 Oct. 1973: Liberty War of Sinai
6 Oct. 1984: Deema's Birthday
6 Oct. 2007: Submission due date, thesis abstract
6 Oct. 1984=10 Muharram 1405, On Saturday
Thursday, 4 October 2007
Wednesday, 3 October 2007
(4: Ulm Cathedral,Germany)
Writer's Note:Thank you Simper for letting me into this exercise :)
Sunday, 30 September 2007
Saturday, 29 September 2007
Friday, 28 September 2007
Wednesday, 26 September 2007
"Learn without thinking begets ignorance. Think without learning is dangerous."
~Confucius - Lun Yu Chap. 2
"If you stay where you are, life will change in front of you and then you follow this change. if you move, you are only competing with life. when can we be life itself?" ~Deema
Tuesday, 25 September 2007
Sunday, 23 September 2007
- Note for Clarification
- من خلال التوقيع
- What Creates It ?
- الرمز، و مسيرة نحو معرفة الذات
-Signature of A Person
- Frank Gehry: A Biography
- Interview: Architect Abdullah Al Faisal Al Sabah.
-Signature of A Place
Sequal I: The Signature in Desquise as The Norm's- Missconception of Valid Architecture
- Moroccan Architecture
-Signature of A Time
- Masking Society
- Super-sizing Real-Estate.
- poetry: كان
-Signature of An Ideology
- McDonaldology: The Visual Aspect of Architecture
- Toward Extreme.
- Folding Architecture
- Case By Case
(Photographs taken by students are included)
note: provided in Department of Architecture 5Kh - Khaldiya Campus
Saturday, 22 September 2007
Thursday, 20 September 2007
1. Designers: Dahlia Dawood AL-Ghunaim & Dalal Musaed AL-Sayer.
Venue: Villa Moda.
Dates: Thursday, 20 September to Saturday, 22 September 2007
Exhibition Hours: [ 8:30 pm - 1:00 am ]
Address: Villa Moda . Kuwait Free Trade Zone . Shuwaikh [2827004-121]
The earliest event in the Agenda is Today! two of my friends in architecture are holding an exhibition in Villa Moda, and here is the invitation:
2. Artist: Fareed Abdal
Venue: Dar AL Funoon
Dates: Monday, 24 September to Thursday, 11 October 2007
3. Lecturer: Géza Fehérvári
Lecture Title: [Masterpieces of an Unknown Iranian Metal Worker]
Date: Monday,22 October 2007
Note: AL-Maidan Cultural Centre is holding weekly events in variety of subjects starting with the former lecture, to check out their Cultural Season click
This is my favourite place toattend :)
Tuesday, 18 September 2007
Wendy Zhang - Malaysia
Kenya Endo - Japan
Deema Gh. -Kuwait
Fei Wenjun - China
Lynn Wang - China
- The following article is my own perspective towards our design and experience, there is a lot that I couldn't trace by words in where I placed my photos:
In the workshop we were split into groups of six. In my group there were two persons from China, one from Malaysia, one from England, also one from Japan and myself from Kuwait. So we all came from different backgrounds different languages and strategies. It is a bit hard to deal with such variety but we accepted the challenge with our architectural language.
Initially we applied an analyzing method in which we explored –through our captured photographic frames- the possibilities of the space that is affected by existing phenomenon. The method revealed a symbiotic formation between nature and man made as well as old and new. Afterwards we were split to enhance the qualities of each critical point that joins the whole; those are the river band, the density relief, the paths and the street circulation. This is how we created the program, because associating these points with the term “urban memory” -and thus industrial heritage- demands the term “production”, and the latter term is the answer –still hypothetical- for the mentioned critical points.
Our strategy was to set upon the future need for the artists to benefit from their potentials to strengthen their financial status to cope with the expected rising rental cost of the M50 district. So we decided to turn the building that used to be a flour factory into an active art school for children, then this place would be an experimental zone for both artists (coming out from their galleries and studios) and the new generations (coming out from their residential areas all around).
The term “production” is correlated to the term “display”. In respect to this fact we chose to transform a building that used to be a hotel into a building that receive and display, especially that the hotel has a strategic location being the first architectural element along the entrance axis from the street. This place will be the cultural part of the landscape accommodating indoor and outdoor events, introducing you to either the river band or the children’s area.
Another axis to the site is from the M50 district; it is there where nature and man made reflection is being sensed by the rational (grid-like) placement of trees that gradually spread in a more organic way. It is the inspiration zone where art and knowledge emerge through the beauty and intellect of nature.
As mentioned, “Urban Memory” is a term dependent on vision and time, what we present in our design is a frame of what exist towards what existed in a great respect to the phenomenal claim.
The Landscape here is an expression of the amalgamation of natural and domestic topography. By using the low-rise natural space as a gravity force that attracts the rising surrounding. And as change being hyperactive in Shanghai it is left to the occupants around the area, the artists and the children to generate changes either predicted or not. And it will be consequent of our adjustments, which reacts to the M50 recently running program.
A workshop held in Tongji University had brought human skills from multiple countries to design the given space under the “Urban Memory & Landscape” conception. From this subjective meaning we in Group Six decided to understand and unite each existing phenomenon for it to transform and grow in rather a beneficial manner, to Eco-system as well as economy.
As The modern city of Shanghai, is being in the hands of her children. And as the history of the district in study, is used to be the source of industrial production. We chose to vibrate the heart of the landscape with art classes for them, which act as a metaphor for the term “production”. These classes with M50 district will merge together through the natural surrounding, providing rental spaces for artists to display their work and therefore nature will be veiling and unveiling art as we walk from a place to another by the law of perspective.
All the activities will be woven by the treatment of the levee along the river, where we intended to attract new natural inhabitants to the area and apply some methods to filtrate the river. We want the area on the river band to be more bio-active in order to heal itself in the long term.
My personal experience was more into the long-term strategy of the landscape and the possibilities of its growth mainly concerned about the growth of the M50 district to the natural zone. This workshop had taught me a lot about the Chinese heritage, and Shanghai told me beautiful stories by the colors of her nights and on the faces of her people. I believe that the image of Shanghai will make its perfect sense if it reflects the strong character of Chinese people. If we trace the daily life of Chinese people we can predict innovative urban strategies toward this city.