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Blue Skies, 2011, Set of 96 plates, inkjet print on archival paper, 23,4 x 29,8 cm, each, framed, Edition 7 + 2 a.p.
For months after 9/11, I could not remember the color of the sky over New York on that day. For some reason, I needed to see that blue again, desperately looking for it in photo and video archives, and on color swatches in paint stores. Over time, I forgot about the sky. That is, until the beginning of various terrorist-related trials a few years later. I was taken aback that almost every prosecutor and defense attorney in the US began their respective opening statements with lengthy descriptions of the clear blue sky on 9/11. I still cannot remember the exact color of the sky on that fateful September day, but the trials in Seattle, Portland, Detroit, and Alexandria have helped me narrow it down to ninety-six shades of blue.
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Scratching on Things I Could Disavow: A History
of Art in the Arab World, 2008 - present
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Sharjah Biennial 2011, installation views
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Index XXVI, Artists, Tahhan Wall 001, details
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Index XXVI, Artists, Saadi Wall 004, details
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Index XXVI, Artists, Zohrab Wall 005, detail
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Raad-Index XI Artists_ Johnny Tahhan drywall, paint, wood, vinyl, archival inkkjet prints, dimension variable |
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Untitled
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floorpiece I - IV, high density foam . not produced
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Part I_Chapter 1_Section 139: The Atlas Group (1989-2004)
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Part I_Chapter 1_Section 79: Walid Sadek’s Love Is Blind (Modern Art Oxford, UK, 2006)
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Part I_Chapter 1_Section 79: Index XXVI: Artists
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Part 1_Chapter 1_Section 8a: Museums, 2008
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"Index XXVI: Artists", 2009
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Appendix XVIII: Plates 22 - 154, 2009, Set of 23 plates
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Part I_Chapter 1_Section 271: Appendix XVIII: Plates
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| Sweet Talk: Beirut Commissions, 1987 - 2010, archival inkjet prints, 113,5 x 189,5 cm, Edition 7 + 1ap | |||
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"I Might Die Before I Get A Riffle", 1989
- 2008, 160 x 212,5 cm, Edition 7 + 1 AP
"I might die before I
get a Rifle" (1989) |
In 1989, Marwan Baroudi, chief curator of Part Four in Alexandria (Egypt)
mounted an exhibition titled, I Might Die Before I Get A Rifle. The exhibition
featured the works of five artists from Lebanon: Farrid Sarroukh, Janah Hilwé,
Maha Traboulsi, Hannah Mrad, and Mhammad Sabra. It brought together
five projects by artists who explored how the physical and psychological
violence of the past fourteen years in Lebanon had been lived, experienced,
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Untitled, 1982-2007, archival inkjet prints on archival paper, 43 x 56 cm each
We Decided To Let Them Say “We Are Convinced” Twice. It Was More Convincing This Way. In the summer of 1982, I stood along with others in a parking lot across from my mother’s apartment in East Beirut, and watched the Israeli land, air, and sea assault on West Beirut. The PLO along with their Lebanese and Syrian allies retaliated, as best they could. East Beirut welcomed the invasion, or so it seemed, and that much is certain. West Beirut resisted it, or so it seemed, and that much is certain. One day, my mother even accompanied me to the hills around Beirut to photograph the invading Israeli army stationed there. Soldiers rested their bodies and their weapons as they waited for their next orders to attack, retreat or stay put. I was 15 in 1982, and wanted to get as close as possible to the events, or as close as my newly acquired camera and lens permitted me that summer. This past year, I came upon my carefully preserved negatives from that time. I decided to look again. |
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| "Oh God, he said", 2006,
43,1 x 55,9 cm each, Framed digital print, Set of 31 plates, Ed.: 5 +
1 ap (Text
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Like many around me in Beirut in the early 1980's, I collected bullets and shrapnel. I would run out to the streets after a night or day of shelling to remove bullets from walls, cars, and trees. I kept detailed notes of where I found every bullet by photographing the sites of my findings, and by placing colored dots over the bullet holes in my black and white photographs. The color of the dots corresponded to the mesmerizing hues I found on bullets’ tips. The colors were also faithful to the distinct code devised by manufacturers in different countries to mark their cartridges and shells. Over the years, and to complement my collection, I purchased bullets from vendors on the streets, seeking out the entire spectrum of colors that adorned the tips of the 7.62 X 43 mm. cartridge used in AK-47s or of the 5.45 X 45 mm. cartridge used in M-16s. It took me 25 years to realize that my notebooks had all along catalogued the 23 countries that had armed or sold ammunitions to the various militias and armies fighting the Lebanese wars, including the U.S., U.K., Saudi Arabia, Israel, France, Switzerland, and China. |