i n t r o
p h o t o g r a p h y
w r i t i n g
v e n u e s
b l o g
a r t i s t s
o u t r o
a f f i l i a t e s
|
M I D D L E E A S T
page 1 of 3 | two | three
- Poetry | In Response to The Other Artist is Present
by Farrah Sarafa | NYC, United States; Iran; Persia
- Journalesque | Israel, in increments
“ We wandered the streets of Tel Aviv, left to our own devices. All I knew was this was the city where my father had been born, my grandmother had been born, and my great-grandfather built the first Temple from sand. ”
by Jess Gill | Israel
- Journalesque | Sand
“ The sound of sand shuffling while the sun beat down on us was all that could be heard. Some murmurs overlapped, of people talking, but mostly, it was quiet. ”
by Jess Gill | Israel
- Poetry | Acrylics and Soil
by Farrah Sarafa | Palestine; NYC, United States
- Poetry | Desert Dry Oasis
by Farrah Sarafa | Palestine; NYC, United States
more >>
|