The Quiet

Hey guys, I know I disappeared for a moment which can feel like forever in internet land. Thanks to everyone who's helped me out, it helps me focus on my art. I will get back to you – I’m true to my word, just disorganized. I've been through something profound and I believe I'm working on important things.

I spent the last week almost completely locked up in my apartment, trudging through a field of things, little objects activating little memories. If it wasn’t a tool, art, or sentimental, it was trash. I feel like I moved in again. The colors are the same, but the walls hold good things. I turned my desk upside-down. I got rid of the internet because I use my computer for arting and it’s incredibly distracting. No more staying up late searching for whatever, if I’m bored I can’t check my e-mail. If I have to go on-line, I have to go to the library, hey here I am!

Perhaps it will strike me to make more Palestine pieces, but I’ve know for awhile I needed to make this one. For Nariman and her family and her village, this is An Nabi Salah before a demonstration.