Monday, May 25, 2015

whats your favourite color? mine is grey...!!

I’ve been through a lot...
if you know me you would smile while trying to believe me.. I look very stable on the outside.. Very calm and in control .. I always do. But this time hell and heaven were fighting inside of me, ice was thrown at  fire and vise versa, one minute I’m cold and indifferent…. the other I’m outrageous and breaking in tears and everything - including the little ant I accidently stepped on and killed - is making me sob in my tears .

The war was within,, they call It the period of ” transformation” ; in which you either turn black or white, but never grey,, I’ve always hated that color,
since I was very young I never bought or saw myself wearing anything  that’s grey, I had a greyphobia ,, I thought it was a lying color,,  a color of lairs,,,, I still remember that day when I started  my carrier as an art teacher,  how I was telling my students that grey wasn’t even a color, it was the result of mixing the same amounts of black & white equally… and white being the " light "  ( light breaks into all colors aligned: as for a rainbow) and black being the " absence " of color,, only means that  grey is the " zone " between them,,, 
I was dragging my students into my own battles.. I guess.

Last year only.. out of the blues.. my hands started picking grey.. grey became my favorite option .. with anything,  clothes I wear,, cushions' on my couch..  the color I choose to paint the  background of my 4 years pending painting,, which I finally finished.

Grey became my safe zone I think.. in where light and darkness can fight equally.
 Once light overcomes, then its up to me, ( the devil ) or my mean surroundings to add more black, to make sure my life is always grey.. on the center line.. in the middle, one foot in heaven  & the other in hell.
In the Quran ,, Allah {sw} says :
    سوره الشرح (فَإِنَّ مَعَ الْعُسْرِ يُسْرًا (5) إِنَّ مَعَ الْعُسْرِ يُسْرًا )
Translated to
(So, verily, with every difficulty, there is relief., ( 5) Verily, with every difficulty there is relief.)
Yusuf Ali's Interpretation
His almighty did not say 
  ان بعد العسر يسرا,
after every difficulty comes relief…
but he said ( with)  … (مع ) ...
Which only means ….
hidden blessing in each hardship,
good in the bad, bad in the good,
Ying Yang,
grey .!
- Sarah

Thursday, October 2, 2014

press cut 2014

Born and raised in the kingdom of Bahrain, Arab blood with Persian background from her mother’s side, Sarah launched herself as an artist to the local scene in 2008 & has evolved a very unique vision & philosophy throughout her art into what has become the talk of town wherever her works get displayed.
her works vary between oil & acrylic on canvas & on paper works of watercolors , pastel & charcoal.

Trying to express unfamiliar feelings & unaccepted stories through face paintings, Sarah has managed to find herself as an “ outcast” to the local -calm & pretty- art scene, she is considered very “ Raw & overwhelming” when mentioned.

As a holder of a Bachelors degree in Arts & humanities and being a student to famous Bahraini Artist Abdul Raheem Sharif *, Sarah found herself admiring the classic realism school and moving towards a direct approach of molding church wall images into the character’s in her head,, “ I was very fond of religious stories in holy books.. Mesmerized by sorrow, love & pain,,, I had no option but to paint it” she replies “ I needed pictures in my story books since I was little & because I didn’t find them.. I had to create them.


Sufism being on top of her influences she considers Rumi her “ Muse” and through his poems she sways her brush,

“ love is the source “ she speaks “ it is the foundation of everything and with it I view things differently or maybe more clearly than anyone else I know”


“ I want people to feel” she expresses “ not look or see.. but actually feel the emotion of the person staring back at them from the canvas, my canvas is a jail keeping my characters in place.. the only thing I can let escape into the viewer is the emotion.. The state of which time stood still for a while.. &  for a reason.


 Sara then explains more about what drives her to paint “I love tragedies” she continues “ that incident.. When the “you “before it is nothing like the “you” afterwards.

They are elements of transformation.. Like fire is to whatever it burns… it scars your skin.. that incident whether it’s  the loss of a dear one , a broken heart or any sort of pressure .. It always leaves a mark.. both physical and emotional.. Your face literally changes.. if you know what I mean.


She then explains the importance of music in the process of making her art “ I can’t paint without music.. Just as important as that brush is to me... So is the state I’m in.. What I need to express needs a marching band to come out to the world” making art to me is like giving birth,, from complete emptiness.. Comes a face.. An emotion,, a colored one.


Sunday, May 12, 2013

I have never felt more nostalgic regarding anything as much as I did towards my old studio, since I moved out last year I’ve completely went homesick : I can’t paint nor do I have the appetite to do so. I guess the situation back home hasn’t been helping as well,, I see other artist painting & exhibiting with wide smiles looking great regardless the chaos in the country and the daily problems on the street and I wonder are they living in a bubble that it doesn’t affect their mental state?? or is it me who’s way to sensitive to my surroundings that any change will cause a complete disruption in my creative system.

These are some old snaps of my painting heaven,,,

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

water theme

Water ; Verse 1 ( Sanctum)

i was asked to explain what  water represents to me & away from " the source of life" and fish images, I tried to explain what it means to me on a personal level.
In this painting it resembles a hideaway a (sanctum) where I run to, to avoid the outside world.
I fell safe, left alone, and protected from negativity and pain.
oil on canvas 100 x 75 cm

Water; Verse 2 (Surrender)

When faced with more than ones power to handle, the easiest escape sometimes is to give up completely (like swallowing water slowly, feeling heavy and drowning), and embrace that one can't fight change sometimes,
oil on canvas 75 x 100

Water Verse 3; Purifier

Some sins stain the soul just like coffee spreads on a white linen sheet, we rush to water after any mistakes hoping to erase the stains – some times the sins themselves.
oil on canvas 75 x 100

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

more works

i have nothing to say about my works, sometimes i don't even know why i paint such subjects,, i have no answer.


I first saw him in a dream where he was sitting on that chair, a very thin teenage young boy, wearing a dress and a very old lipstick, with the most bizarre stare on his face, like a flame of a candle ... melting....

She.. i have no idea where she came from.. i don't realy care .