Walking into Waraq Art space is an experience within itself, let alone walking into it during an exhibit. Waraq, located near the heart of Tripoli by BenAshour, is an underground sort of headquarters for artists and art-appreciators where countless art workshops have taken place, and recently a Van Gogh day on the anniversary of the artist. … Continue reading Inthaar // Warning
Being proud of your work is not easy, especially in a place like Libya where many work in pursuit of financial stability in a time where everything and anything is all but stable. Which is why I am more than ecstatic to present The Saturday Show in its online form. With teaching, I was … Continue reading Is it “love what you do” or “do what you love”?
I personally welcome anything that help break the monotonous daily routine of University, work, and home be it a clean up, a debate, or a gallery. Even though I have never been to gallery in Tripoli, somehow I have managed to skip each one to take place until yesterday, where I and a fellow … Continue reading AURA, The art exhibit.
September turned out to be quite a month, yours truly here became 21, and for the first time I had no desire what so ever to celebrate the stepping stone. Since lately I have stopped looking at birthdays as a cause of celebration and more of a time of reflection , however that didn’t stop … Continue reading Libya’s first ever Comic Con
Ever meet someone who had a silly obsession and wouldn't stop talking about it? Well that’s me and tea. Since I was 16 I was quite the tea fanatic, even while being in a simultaneously loving relationship with coffee, I do want to have it all. But still once I heard about the new tea … Continue reading At Home…
One of the main reasons I am hell-bent on making blogging a habit, instead of something I only get around to doing once or twice a year is photography. Just before taking this Oxford trip, I bought my very first DSLR which is a Nikon d5100, which is why this trip was so well documented. … Continue reading Oxford, what more can I say!?
Recently I received the news that I have successfully completed my sixth semester at Tripoli University's department of Linguistics, which should be fantastic, I should probably be ecstatic as this puts me a year away from graduation. Except I am not! Such news ought be accompanied with a small sense of achievement, some sort of … Continue reading The oxymoron that is Libyan Education