Sunday, January 29, 2006
Picture I took of a Tag
Saturday, January 28, 2006
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Picture I took of Stairs
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Monday, January 23, 2006
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Thursday, January 19, 2006
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Another Poem of Mine
A thought that unleashed itself
I feel high and low at endings of sustained brains within masses of liquids at weak spinal cords of guitarist playing mad children raging about what shall I write about thinking I might add and make less to envision the character of morphine pain I've died, from heaven my wondering green hours speaks from an irrational mind I crave for you , for a light that strikes the backless me at dinners I shall be, in a low coast to coast, I do float and appreciate the complex taste of sugar and saturated fatty substances, I'm not a laughing chipmunk I'm a chimpanzee, ill not lay it down for you, you must climb up and see a radically vibrating illusion, a rather defective lens a chocking sense a very loud cough I drink water to feed I'm not a father I'm not need of large belts and metallic canes I will disobey for I am a rebellious figure of speech aching outward towards and upward come down I've heard enough of this, its too sane can it be, it I allow assumption and to that I declare thee strike a bell and announce he, strike the keys on boards for I carry a moist message I'm must convey. I'm astray; I'm not artsy or gay.
Monday, January 16, 2006
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Saturday, January 14, 2006
Friday, January 13, 2006
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Picture I took at "Crime of love"
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Monday, January 09, 2006
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Picture I took of Amin Matalqa and Laith Majali
This I took during the Shooting of "Crime of Love"
Thursday, January 05, 2006
Celebrating my 100th post.
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
الرجل لا يعيبه ألا جيبه
الرجل لا يعيبه ألا جيبه
hope I got the spelling right2 guys at work are getting married in a weeks time, this quote I now hear all the time.
Picture I took of great Architecture
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Picture I took of boys
This was taken once more in The Natheef, I have gotten so attached to this place, in time, I will try to show you the beauty there is there.
regarding my previous post, about Hanin, Im working on a way to help her, I will let you all know how you can help too.
Sunday, January 01, 2006
"law awareeky thahry la itkhafy"
"I hate Fridays, he is home now, and the house still smells of yesterday's liquor, the one spilt on floor. Lord how my back hurts. I don’t want to get up, I've peed my self."
These might very well be the thoughts of 3rd grade Hanin. She lives in Jabal Al Natheef. I was at Hanin's school taking pictures, when her mother heard of our presence she sent after us, (a documentary film crew) saying she had a story and wanted to share. We arrived to a few cement layers on top of another forming what they call home. Her mother, an illiterate 26 year old female, as she put it, spoke of how her husband owns a "Basta" and how she manages to run the house with the 1 JD per day she gets from him. She then spoke of the abuse she had witnessed from her husband and how he beats her and her three kids. A crew member suggested that she called a family help line, some child's protection agency, she says that she did and they came took the children away for 3 months and hysteria this subjected her to. She goes on saying that she couldn’t live alone with him, he was always drunk and abusive, so she called the agency again, saying that her husband has improved and stopped drinking and abusing her. The kids were returned to her, when asked "Is he still abusive?" she replies:
"lisa imbare7 makleenha, la awareeky thahry la itkafy, ou thaher il binit kolo im3alem min il mayeh il magleyeh":
((she still gets beaten, if her back was revealed we would see violent bruises, and then she says if we look at her daughters back we would see the remains of the boiling water he pours over her when she misbehaves))
Bare in mind this, she, Hanin, is a 3rd grader, she plays and makes noises when he (the father) is asleep, he gets up, beats her, then goes into the kitchen to boil water, to then place over her. How bad can it feel to see that your father is going to place boiling water on you after lashing you and wait there for 15 min in between.
Note: I've place the photos, after she, the mother, asks that the video the crew captured be shown to others.
This is their living room
This is their kitchen
This is Hanin's Mother
This is Hanin