Ahamefula...the beginning of the end...11-11-11.

How long is now…is a phrase that is stocked in my mind as I think of the  “occupy Wall street”, how long will we occupy the street, just like the earth quakes  in Washington, how long will we run and evacuate for safety, as the Irene sweeps our streets away…I am sick of wondering and hoping that things will be better, I just thought of my friends in Egypt and how long we stood there on the streets day and nights, my brothers and sisters in Tunisia and fleeing sisters and mothers in Libya as our fathers and sons take to the street with guns and roses….how long will fight for true freedom? I have always said that true freedom is a true surrender…away from self and comforts.

Time is ticking every time you read a word in this note, even as you just blinked.

How long will we hope?

                                                               Trust?

                                                                                   Fight?

                                                                                                  Persevere?

                                                                                                                                      Dream?

When we can’t stand on the pedestals of our fathers to even celebrate our said freedom?  We run from the fears of Apocalyptic nightmares that has become day-mares…soon we will blow ourselves away again, time is really not on our side any more…we run for safety in our armoured cars and walls dreaming of nights in day times…why do we prefer darkness for protection, why hope time will change their minds?

When time is no longer on their sides, as they have changed their method too; qquantity is the idea now. I mean quantity death is important…HELL needs filling as their clock is ticking; we need to fill HELL in time…because time is no longer on our side too.

We have brought hell in time to ourselves…our fathers can’t sit in the open air any more, else our children will kidnap them for a good ransom…our times have changed, time is running, this is only the beginning of the end.

I pity my children, they may not know peace, because we have sown seeds of contempt and bombs that will explode in time…

                                                                       00:01

00:00

    Baaaannnng !!!...

             ……………….We the timed claim responsibility for the BANG !!!

They started it first with all the conspiracy of humanity and the dream of a global city free of hunger and poverty, masquerading us with tales of redemption and wars fought with pen and dark interest……..all is about interest.

Close your eyes and cry, close your eyes and see…see all the trills of fashion and trend as we all run through the run way, dominating the street with our brand name, as soon as the name is mentioned, we also must change the style because our fashion sense requires constant trill and fascination, so we must constantly develop new ideas to meet the desires to look like run way figures.

I just bought a recent android phone ordered with my master card, before my phone arrives, the phone company just announced the release of another latest design and I am one step behind again, behind the latest phone, when will I ever have the latest phone at least for a week, brand names are all competing, emulating, innovating and re branding styles, idea, concepts and even names to keep the trill in time.

Soon cars will run with water…they say if you can see it you can have it, we have electric cars, cable cars and then the flying cars we will call them flying cars…my pity will be for the birds, as we will soon develop traffic between this cars and the birds of the skies…black light for black birds and black cars, red light for red birds and red cars, blue for blue birds and cars, finally my pity goes to the parrot with multiple colours…please stop don’t imagine it.

                                  BANG !!!......CAR-BIRD CRASHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE !!!

And then comes the Ambulance…damn ! multiple coloured Ambulance cars, one for the birds and the one for humans, cool ending…more bang, bang , bang and

Bird-car-ambulance crassssssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

God you are a smart cool guy…as you watch us help you end it.

                                                                    Do we still have time?

                                                                                  Stop !

                                                                  Turn this book upside down!

               We are progressing at least you agree with me like my father told me in my third life;

                                                                

                                                               UP

                                                                                                          SIDE

                                                             

                                                               DOWN

I was UP once and created a SIDE effect on my mother’s belly  and will soon be DOWN inside mother earth if there is anything like mother earth?…don’t pity me because this is the end of all things and all man…the question here is on which side will you be?

Like our world today.

                                                                     UP

                                                                                SIDE

                                                                   DOWN !!!

Safety is now the most expensive commodity on the stock, everyone is selling and everyone is buying, fear is the merchant and “ the afraid” is the consumer …looking across our shoulders is now fashionable, soon our airline will replace the airbags with Air  ” B” Proof Bags !

                   Someone should take my advice or leave it, after all it is free .

It is just the beginning of the end…politics is a career now, economic prophets have failed us as they couldn’t interpret the writing on the wall…then came the melt down…crack down and economic depression.

So what can be predictable in our time? Safety, economy, politics, religion, fashion, style, trend, today or time?.

Maybe time…let’s take all the clock in the world today and break or remove their batteries, but tomorrow will still come?…time is what is between everything from happening at the same time.

Listen…as it messes with my head…tick ,tick, tick, tick tick…I will grow old and out soon…I hate the thought of this, mostly when i imagine all that my surgeon friend is doing to help me keep all the forms, like a three dimensional cubic monster…I pity my face because I will soon outgrow it, and my breast, damn ! I don’t want to think about that…Oops,  just let the illusion continue.

My face will be like the masquerade that we chased in the village…I need some fixing before they find out !!!

                                                                         Surgeon!

                                                                        My breast

                                    God I hate to think of it…just ignore the idea please.

And my bikini…damn, do I confuse you…my names is changed and my voice as soft as the velvet petal of the rose…he loves me so…and we now live together.

 I am living my dreams in pursuit of happiness…long dreams in time, as long as I don’t upset your head…and if I do Upset it then it is same the idea….

                                                                                          UP 

                                                                                                      SIDE

                                                                                         DOWN !

Try and get me off your head, maybe to the side and possible down…it is just our time yes the age of information, imaginations, liberty and slavery.

Believe me…ignorance is freedom and knowledge is slavery…if you doubt me ask him !

                                                                     Yes him ……Adam!

I am sick of sin like the devil…when will my redemption come ! where and how? I even have programmed prayers, call my phone and I will pray you one…it is not just a callers tune anymore…today , this is how we pray, remember the advice, pray without season? So I do that when you call…I am tired of bothering myself about answers for our world…maybe you bother about that for a while, for me I am okay with the tunes.

If we all ring the prayers…maybe we will change the times and extend the time to the beginning of the beginning…and live in innocence and ignorance…because I just read the notice:

                                              The Light at the tunnel has just been turned off!

Back to the dark age, wow maybe that is where we are heading to…oh my God, we are already there…courtesy of the power holding company of Nigeria.

Just before the Apocalyptic war…when the children of light and the children of the dark will collide on the streets of where?

Or don’t you think the war has begun already…from the street of Egypt to Wall street in New York …which side are you?

                                                                           SIDE

The painful thing is for some of us our side has been chosen for us before the war began, and you can’t change side anymore…just fight for victory for your SIDE.

Ensure your side wins or else you will go DOWN.

That is the point….Choice made up, gives you a side and you are down with it.

So now you are agree with me about our world today….UP…SIDE …DOWN

Maybe that is where time is taking us all to, where everything that has been up before went down to and will go down to soon, again and again…I am afraid because I have taken a side, yes this is my side.

Choose your side or they will chose it for you…think about the end of your side, cos this is the beginning of the end.

And when the Armageddon war begins, what digit will your bear…take out 5 from  11 today, we will have 6 left…interesting?.

11-11-11 – 05-05-05 = 06-06-06…..the beginning of the end.

Digit…my phone number are digits, my ATM card digits, password digits, car code digits, door code digits, digit, digit, I see it everywhere today…where is digit taking us to?…I ask once more at the end, whose digits will you bear?

                                           This is the beginning of the end !

We must part in time, to meet in time…for time is what is between everything from happening at once !

                              

 

FRESHPAINT 2011, CONTEMPORARY ART FAIR, TEL-AVIV ISRAEL.

FRESHPAINT CONTEMPOARAY ART FAIR. ISRAEL, APRIL 2011

Introduction:

The fresh paint contemporary art fair is a unique launch pad for promising, unrepresented artists as well as a window of opportunities for them, as seen in the “Green House” section, Green creating a feeling and a sense of freshness.

I do understand that it is not a government owned programmed but a project by two Israeli curators with supports from the government and other organization.

It is gradually gaining a lot of international attention and interest as I noticed and met many galleries, curators and directors of museums, art centers and cultural event makers from all over Europe and even the United States of America.

Day I

We set off to the Tel-Aviv Museum of Art at about 9am, a great place with about four exhibitions running simultaneously on four different part of the museum.

As you make your entrance to the building you will notice the great Bronze sculpture by Henry Moore an original and it was my honor to behold this piece, you will not miss it as long as u can see.

We were warmly welcomed by Ellen Ginton, the Senior Curator of Israeli Art who took us round to see the exhibitions. I particular love the works of the young Palestine video artist, whose subject was about the family and his grandpa, a rear recount of the family norms and believes

Then the photo exhibition of an Israeli photographer whose works are a collections of his travels for about 12 years in Europe, I particularly love his maturity and how he deals with his subjects, these are objects that we seldom stop to look at, like a tea cup, then most importantly how he takes a bit from a whole image to represent the subject like a self-portraits of still life object, sending you a little into away from the frames of the picture as you try to think about the whole from the bit…interesting.

We were then taken to the new part of the museum designed by Architect Preston Cohen of the Harvard University, which is an ongoing project, with fantastic design arrangement depicting a great depth of architecture and nature, as you could see the synergy with the daylight through the wall as it lights up the exhibition halls.

The director of the museum also informs us that they will be opening this great state of the art museum this year in October, with the best collections of Israeli works.

Fresh Paint opening:

Fresh Paint Art Fair opened on the 4^th of April at about 4 pm, we were warmly welcomed by Nitzan Wolanski and Yifat Gurion, the organizers of Fresh Paint at the entrance, briefing us about the aim of the show.

Essentially it is an event that brought together the best of the Israel’s Art galleries, Artists, the Green House (which is an opportunity for up-coming artist), and the commissioned works and projects.

So much was on display, that I was basically swimming through the minds of artist in Israel trying so much to understand, feel and appreciate each piece, one would spend a whole week trying endlessly as you are met with diverse styles, technics and expressions, ranging from installations, paintings, video art , photographs and the multi-media.

One will not afford to miss the Green House, as it houses a lot of potentials and promising talents who would make it into the international scene if given enough attention and exposure, time will fail me if I start recounting all the works at the green house, but in one word I will just try to describe what the green house was for me…the future of today’s art.

Day Two.

We made a quick visit to the MOBY ( the museum at Bat Yam)…MobY is being run by Milana Gitzin-Adiran the Director and Chief Curator of this great place of creative energy and synergy of community development in growing it potentials and creative capital.

I particularly love the idea of exchange that MobY stands for, I also learnt from the director that most of her team members are artist who had come to do one or two project in this place in the pass, what a synergy in creative administration, this I believe lead to the effective and maximum capacity in creative development of Israel’s contemporary art.

We were then taken round to see the video art installations and I noticed how they had maximized the wall of the building as a screen wall…the video art that fascinated me most was the one about the border crossing, which I understand is a global issue that is affecting many nations like Israel, we all know that illegal immigrant constitute a lot of insecurity and socio-economic challenges in a society.

I also notice some works that are diplomatic, that seeks to convey peace and not violence between Israel and their neighboring states, this is one thing I notice as soon as I came in contact with some art works on display from other galleries, you would be hoping to see a distinct feature of all the border disputes and the politics of war but yet it has been carefully dismissed as a major subject, yet it is as faint as the last stroke of brush on an artist canvas. I commend the government of Israel for this success.

I do respect Milana’s energy and the entire artist on your team…

We then made another visit to the Ashdod Museum of Art, about 3:00 pm of the same day, the trip to Ashdod Museum of Art took us through the old Tel-Aviv to the new and industrial part of Tel-Aviv, what I particularly love about this part is it architecture.

I notice a common feature on the roof of most houses; the cylinder can, creating a symmetric harmony on the roof, the architecture will remind you of cities in Europe at first contact with these beautiful structures yet with some distinct of originality peculiar to Israeli modern society.

The Ashod Art Museum Monart Center

We arrived here about mid-day, and were welcomed by the Curator Yuval Beaton, who took us round to see an on-going exhibition on the theme of road accident, abandoned vehicles, and mobility.

I love the way this theme was handled in different form by different artists, young and promising talents were all in display.

I particularly love one of the installation with tires, that created a huge wall like a barrier, you can see through the holes and yet you can’t go over, what an irony when artist consciously or subconsciously create pieces that transcend time and place.

It was a great display of paintings and mixed media works that were carefully selected to deal with a contemporary and global issues.

The Design Museum

At the design museum, one simply will not miss the architectural master piece of the structure, surprise would only be an attempt to describe the whole experience as you are told that the metal sheets that creates the spiral rails like descending pillars vertically coming from the top of the building down, creating an illusion of a cast wall, with three hues of brown is an oxidizing sheets, that changes colours naturally in time. This is simply a marvel of creative architecture and a masterpiece.

 We met an on-going exhibition titled Post Fossil…excavating 21^st Century creation, directed by Li Edelkoort.

I would revisit again this center if given another chance to experience the fast trend in design hopefully I will catch up, but I do doubt this considering the wave of globalization and the speed of trends and design, even in the words of Lidewij Edelkoort confirms this;

Time has come for extreme change. Society is ready to break away from the last century for good. To break with creative conventions, theoretic rules and stigmas that now are questioned, challenged and broken.

Designs is also transcending time and place either in prospective or retrospective as seen on display from the works of the 63 designers and artists whose works takes us back to pre-history and primordial roots of the very act of making things, utilize innovative methods to incorporate natural materials and archaic forms into their creations in a Post-fossil fuel existence.

Maybe a personal visit to this exhibition will better describe the grace and awe that I experienced or better still the following words on the wall at the beginning of the exhibition will give you an insight of the creative imagination that was graciously exhibited by the artists and designers on display as they creatively went back in time, in our scientific and technology driven age. They incorporated animal skins and fur, organic materials in creating contemporary fascinating masterpieces, opening a window into the past and modern human existence and lifestyle…simply put again: a traditional modernity.

The animal world would keep invading and transforming the life of humans represented in more abstract or less narrative manner. Skins and fur are becoming more dominant materials animated by organic form and skeleton structures. Our Relations with living organism is at stake, therefore, humans will share and care for each other. Soon the world will discover that we are all family