The Prophet by Khalil Gibran

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My hometown famous writer, Khalil Gibran (1883-1931), was a Lebanese-American writer, poet and a painter, also considered a philosopher although he rejected this title. Gibran’s life has been described as one “often caught between Nietzschean rebellion, Blakean pantheism and Sufi mysticism”. He wrote about love, happiness, religion, justice, soul, death, life and so on.

He wrote his most famous book, The Prophet in 1923, while in New York. I personally think it has been very much inspired by Nietzsche’s Thus spoke Zarathustra. The Prophet is divided into chapters dealing with love, marriage, children, giving, eating and drinking, work, joy and sorrow, houses, clothes, buying and selling, crime and punishment, laws, freedom, justice and all topics of human questionning.

I picked this paragraph of it for all of us to meditate upon:

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This book is a must-read. I would love to know how do you interpret this prose poetry. Please leave you comments down below

How to save the world?

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If I have to recommend one writer, it would be him: Fyodor Dostoyevsky. Simply, magnificent! And my favorite book is : The Brothers Karamazov! It is a masterpiece.

Dostoyevsky wrote this quote in his book: The Idiot.

It can be understood as God. God is beauty. So, God/beauty will save the world.

It can also be understood as love. Love is beauty and only love is what we need to make the world a better place.

What about beauty and aesthetics? Is art the world savior? It can also be an interpretation for this quote.

Now things get complicated with this quote taken from: The Brothers Karamazov:

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So, how would the world be saved? If God and the devil are fighting in “beauty” which is in the heart of the man, does it mean love will save us all? This quotes describes to me the tragic human condition. What do you say on this?

Art, graffiti and revolution

The Prime minister, Saad el Hariri resigned couple of days ago. Protestations and strikes are still in the streets until a new government, the way we want it to be, is born. Alongside discussions groups about politics, economy, law, rights held on the ground between protestors, a lot of expressive arts became visible, in social media and on walls.

This is a different post here: revolution through art, from the heart of Beirut, a place called: “The Martyr’s Square”.  It was called so in 1931 to commemorate the martyrs execution there under the Ottoman rule. Without further ado, here are some pictures I took of some artistic activities.

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The martyr’s monument crafted by the Italian sculptor Marino Mazzacurati and inaugurated in 1960. As you can see, the base was being painted as i was taking the picture . And on your far left, i put the artist emoji 🙂 

 

 

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Translation: “revolution” : the monument sits on wreckage and fragments of tents broken by anti-revolution groups, who savagely broke everything down. In less then few hours everything was rebuilt and this pictures shows the resilience and the perseverance of revolutionaries.
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Translation: “people rule”
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The 1st on your left: “Confessionalism is not your religion. It tore apart your religion and mine”
The 2nd says: “Express yourself: a collective group therapy, the 1st after the civil war”.
The Civil war started in 1975 and ended in 1990 when Syrians occupied the country until 2005. 
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This one was done by my boyfriend who is a graphic designer and a dj, and most importantly, an activist. Please consider following him on all social media @dvjkaa

I have this dilemma in me and i don’t know how or what to answer. Should art remain independent and detached, or should it be politically engaged? Help me please answering this question by commenting below.

 

The Joker, or how to watch a movie through concepts

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The Joker is a magnificent movie in all its aspects. Joachim Phoenix simply nailed it. But most importantly, it is a movie that can change your perception on life and on society. Without spoiling the movie for those of you who haven’t watched yet (please go ahead), i found it rich in concepts and here are some of them:

Karl Marx names it: the Collective Consciousness: meaning culture and its impact on our way of being in general. In The Joker, society can be divided into rich people and poor people. In the movie, poor people are being imprisonned in their poverty and in trash and you can say they are invisible. Which drives the joker to become visible.

Violence: our inner true nature is agressivity as points it Nietzsche, Freud and many others, that it is suppressed by socialization. In times of misery, it is more likely to appear. The Joker is mostly psychologically violent but so interesting.

Psychosis: I don’t know how accurate it is showed in movies, but for sure it is defined or showed in The Joker as having hallucinations and as the lack of inhibitions. Somehow, at least in fiction, it is boldly linked to a lack of love.

The intricate link between art and mental illness: more precisely the desire of being known and recognized by the mass. The desire of becoming a hero. (And on this subject precisely, i am very proud that i had written a short short-story recently that you can check by clicking on the links at the end of this post).

The joker or the clown: as recurrent figures in psycho and horror movies. The paradox of sadness and mental illness underlying the capacity of making people happy. Behind colorful and grotesque make up and masks, there is craziness. Which explains coulrophobia or the phobia of clowns.

Life as a joke: That’s the tragic truth you have after watching this movie which ends on a lighter note strange enough. I was smiling and happy at the end of it. Life as a joke and a lie is nietzschean idea: “The lie is a condition of life”, Nietzsche wrote.

I could go on and on about The Joker, a must watch because it is a smart deep movie. You will not look at a clown the same way. And for those of you who didn’t read my short-story, The Artist, here are the links:

The Artist (I)The Artist (II)The Artist (III)The Artist (IV)The Artist (V)The Artist (VI)The Artist (VII)The Artist (VIII)

 

 

 

I am not an artist and should I really care?

True, I am not an artist and I don’t like to be called artist. Let me explain: obviously it is not an insult to be called “artist” and that is not what I meant. What bugs me is that the word “artist” is somehow overrated these days. Anyone who scratches on a paper is considered as an artist. Anyone who sings is called artist.. Any kind of colourful/so-called-sculpture is defined as art. I would rather call all of the above a form of expression. why?

Because simply, the definition of art is a human activity that aims for aesthetics, and requires a high skilled technics.

The ancient Greeks used the word “tekne” for art or technics, the latter was an artisan activity that was about tool inventing. To them, there was no difference between an artisan and an artist because both of them were doing a tekne-cal activity. Plato thought of artists as dangerous for they create illusions, whereas Aristotle saw as very useful for art can be cathartic.

Therefore, art is creativity indeed, and maybe an expression, but it is also a technical mastering.

Art, or the ultimate arts were summed up in the “beaux arts” classifications. Even if our world evolved and included in the “beaux arts” other kinds of arts; in spite of this and as long as esthetics are not the aim, this can’t be called art. For this, humility is urged when the qualification of art/artist is about to be given. Not only humility, but also a fidelity to the definition of the word itself.


My stupid sketches can’t be along with the big painters’. Simply for my sketches were just made out of boredom, and out of exercising my vision and my precision in other activities. So I draw to teach better philosophy. I draw to have better taste in everything. I draw to have a better visual memory. I draw as a therapy. For all these reasons and so much more, I am not an artist and should I care?