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A beginning and an end. #PaintingInProgress #Imagine... (Tue, 20 Jun 2017)
A beginning and an end. #PaintingInProgress #Imagine #NeverMindTheTape #BreakTheRules
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Try. (Mon, 12 Jun 2017)
Try.
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Love life, love #London 💙 #LoveConquersHate (Sun, 04 Jun 2017)
Love life, love #London 💙 #LoveConquersHate
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“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard... (Sat, 03 Jun 2017)
“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.” Anon. 🎨*I’ve decided to choose at random, from every kind donation, one of you to receive a painting commission - in non “art speak” language that just means a painting of your choice, which we can talk about together. Please quote “mostarart” in the comments when kindly donating, thank you. 🎨 My perspective in life is that a little from someone with a little is just as valuable as a lot from someone with a lot, as we should #neverjudge another’s circumstances we know nothing about. How to get involved? Please read on 😌 This is for a cause that is very close to my heart. It is for my only cute lil nephew, my twin brother’s son, to help him along with his therapy for severe autism, so that he can make sense of the world around him. Autism is still very poorly understood, so please read the crowdfunding page to learn more… Any small help is appreciated to make a real difference to the course that his life may take. The underfunded #NHS doesn’t offer any behavioural therapy. A little help from many will go a long way, even a kind word or share ☺ Link in my bio and here: http://justgiving.com/crowdfunding/HelpAdam #Autism #AutismAwareness #DisabilityAwareness #DisabilitySupport #NeuroDevelopment #NotAllIllnessesAreVisible #InvisibleIllness #Children #ChildDevelopment #Ramadan #Islam #RamadanIsForGiving #ThankYou The painting shown is a reshare of “Change II” (2017, 1.5m by 1m, acrylic and #OilOnCanvas ). 🎨☺️
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“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.”... (Fri, 02 Jun 2017)
“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.” Anon. *I’ve decided to choose at random, from every kind donation, one of you to receive a painting commission - in non “art speak” language that just means a painting of your choice, which we can talk about together. Please quote “mostarart” when kindly donating, thank you. This is for a cause that is very close to my heart. It is for my only cute lil nephew, my twin brother’s son, to help him along with his therapy for severe autism, so that he can make sense of the world around him. Autism is still very poorly understood, so please read the crowdfunding page for more… Any small help is appreciated to make a real difference to the course that his life may take. The underfunded NHS doesn’t offer any behavioural therapy. A little help from many will go a long way, even a kind word or share ☺ Link in my bio and here: http://justgiving.com/crowdfunding/HelpAdam #Autism #AutismAwareness #DisabilityAwareness #DisabilitySupport #NeuroDevelopment #NotAllIllnessesAreVisible #InvisibleIllness #Children #ChildDevelopment #RamadanIsForGiving #ThankYou The painting shown is one I did with with my nieces, I loved their expressive free brushstrokes (100cm by 80cm, acrylic on canvas). #EngageChildrenWithArt 🎨☺️
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Soon… 🎨 #timingiseverything / #paintingiseverything (Wed, 31 May 2017)
Soon… 🎨 #timingiseverything / #paintingiseverything
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We’re all connected 💛 This world is tough enough if we... (Tue, 23 May 2017)
We’re all connected 💛 This world is tough enough if we don’t #chooselove
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You in your world and me in mine When you see me you’ll... (Tue, 23 May 2017)
You in your world and me in mine When you see me you’ll just smile More to this than meets the eye
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Our paths somehow find each other. #Combinations #Journey... (Mon, 15 May 2017)
Our paths somehow find each other. #Combinations #Journey #Identity #Arabic #HumanII #InkOnPaper #Drawing
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#WaitingForAStarToFall💫. Right to left, left to... (Sun, 14 May 2017)
#WaitingForAStarToFall💫. Right to left, left to right…whichever direction of the lines you choose to see, we are all only human. #InkOnPaper 🖊📖
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#Sketching crowds. #HumanII . Can we imagine the amount of... (Sat, 13 May 2017)
#Sketching crowds. #HumanII . Can we imagine the amount of humans we meet in a lifetime, each going a separate way but in the same direction…☺🎨 #LineDrawing #PenOnPaper
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“The Earth without art would just be eh”.☺🎨... (Sat, 13 May 2017)
“The Earth without art would just be eh”.☺🎨 #LifeofaPainter
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Impressionist Interior (my room from floor level), 25cm by 25cm,... (Fri, 12 May 2017)
Impressionist Interior (my room from floor level), 25cm by 25cm, #OilOnCanvas quick study. Experimenting with a #breakfromthenorm thinking of how #VanGogh chose to paint his bedroom 🛋🎨. Our surroundings can be our #inspirations 🎨
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“This video has no sound"😛🎨🎼😑🔹🥊#PaintingInAction (Sun, 07 May 2017)
A post shared by Mo Negm - mo*star art (@mostarart) on May 7, 2017 at 1:20pm PDT “This video has no sound"😛🎨🎼😑🔹🥊#PaintingInAction
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<3 #Throwback to 6 years ago, my then littlest niece…Learning... (Sun, 07 May 2017)
<3 #Throwback to 6 years ago, my then littlest niece…Learning to paint for the very first time with khalu :p Oh, to have this very moment back again :) <3 Only children love unconditionally (or for a sweet or three). It’s amazing how they learn if you give them the freedom; she was only 2 - I remember telling her that if you mix all the colours you get “mud”. “So what happens if you mix all of the colours?” She replied, “mud”. #EmotiveMemories #WomenInTheArts #ArabWomenArtists #ArtInquiry #ChildrenInTheArts #MiddleEasternOriginArt 😛🎨☺
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Note to self first; Make your own space and world, find your own... (Thu, 04 May 2017)
Note to self first; Make your own space and world, find your own way which works for you. 🎨
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“I never dreamed you’d leave in summer… I... (Tue, 02 May 2017)
A post shared by Mo Negm - mo*star art (@mostarart) on May 1, 2017 at 8:58pm PDT “I never dreamed you’d leave in summer… I thought you would go then come back home”. S Wonder 😌 #arttherapy #actionpainting 🎨 . The ending.
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“I never dreamed you’d leave in summer… I thought you would go... (Tue, 02 May 2017)
A post shared by Mo Negm - mo*star art (@mostarart) on May 1, 2017 at 8:48pm PDT “I never dreamed you’d leave in summer… I thought you would go then come back home”. S Wonder 😌. This song makes me sad, but it’s beautiful too. I needed the physical nature of painting and #arttherapy #actionpainting 🎨 part III of III.
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“I never dreamed you’d leave in summer… I thought you would go... (Tue, 02 May 2017)
A post shared by Mo Negm - mo*star art (@mostarart) on May 1, 2017 at 8:36pm PDT “I never dreamed you’d leave in summer… I thought you would go then come back home”. S Wonder 😌. This song makes me sad, but it’s beautiful too. I needed the physical nature of painting and #arttherapy #actionpainting 🎨 part II of III.
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“I never dreamed you’d leave in summer… I thought you would go... (Tue, 02 May 2017)
A post shared by Mo Negm - mo*star art (@mostarart) on May 1, 2017 at 7:52pm PDT “I never dreamed you’d leave in summer… I thought you would go then come back home”. S Wonder 😌. This song makes me sad, but it’s beautiful too. I needed the physical nature of painting and #arttherapy #actionpainting 🎨 part I of III.
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An archive blog entry, which means a lot...

Visiting Art Studios in Glasgow.

October 20, 2007:
 

"Room by room, picture by picture an image was painted in my mind. Some had larger spaces than others, some more organised spaces…others a collage of mess, spreading itself across the floor as if trying to escape the melancholy of its confined space of forced creativity. Still the pictures insisted on invading my consciousness, some for the wrong reasons altogether. Some were more memorable than others. However each space had a common denominator, a denomination I simply do not have; namely the resident artist had the means and social standing to have captured his den. And the time to practice their craft; though admittedly some seemed to use this gift more thoughtfully than others. Time is a gift that once granted can not be recaptured I reminded myself.

And do any of them have a skill that I do not have. No, rather most seemed to be numbed by a lack of vitality to their work; as if in constant conflict between producing work to please their own selves or to please their audience. A delicate balance, one which every artist struggles with – until they find a part of them that reasons that it is better to produce art that they themselves would like to see hanging on their wall…after all, if the art does not sell at least their home will be decorated to their taste.

Yet most seem trapped by the confines of modern taste. And then there were those that upset even my sensibilities. I mean, it is surely self-indulgent to the extreme to paint metal boards in plain colours and even have the audacity to name them, as if trying to attach a hidden meaning to the “paintings”. These were arranged in a uniform line, outside the artist’s space...presumably to lure viewers in. Rather to lure art lovers in to the false acceptance that this represents a worthy effort to produce “art work”. I felt I should maybe confront the young man in question, but then the sympathy and solidarity I feel to people striving to make a living from what they have a love for held me back. In retrospect it should not have…the man had made a mockery of any true effort other artists make in pursuit of their passion.

I moved on, saddened by what I had seen…yet the general malaise inspired in me the realisation that I could produce work that was more interesting and engaging than most of what I had seen. Suddenly, my work had a new found relevance. And to think some of these artists had a studio space, at the expense of new graduates or seasoned “tryers” – those that would really, truly, appreciate the silent hub this provided.

The previous day I had visited the open exhibition at Project Ability – a dedicated studio for those with mental difficulties. Now there was true inspiration and effort, instigated through suffering. Somehow the art was far more creative and displayed far more vigor, as if seemingly not being aware of, or being able to conform, to conventional social thought processes freed the artists, freed their minds to flow imaginatively past the dullness and sameness of Sunday’s art.

And the work that struck me most was not a painting, rather it was an ordinary wall clock attached to a plain white wall. Ordinary, until I noticed of course it was anything but. Replacing the minute timers were bright red pills, the kind which are cylindrical and as shiny as new buttons, as if offering a shining hope to the sufferer. These were given relevance by the minute timer, which was in fact a needle; used to administer hope to the minds of the mentally disturbed. Maybe art could be seen as their medicine, or at least their release…like an antidote released in their bloodstream. A cure from social exclusion. Suddenly they were accepted into a world where only those who can demonstrate formal training are taken seriously, a world where ordinary passers-by somehow feel compelled to ask the artist where they have studied – as if this somehow frames their enjoyment, or not, of an image. “I studied whilst receiving treatment for mental disorder” is probably not a reply often heard. So Project Ability was able to transcend barriers, and seemingly numb the barriers of pain the artists had undoubtedly suffered in their lives." Mo Negm.