Story about my painting - Dawn in Bastakiya
I was always wanted to paint something about this place, something which make me most remember about this place. Then this memory popped out from my mind.
February 2012, one night in Dubai at the end of winter. I was walking alone at a place called Bastakiya. All alone at the corner of the promenade. Obviously I have nowhere to go. I have nothing else to do. Just sitting watching dhows goes by. As the night getting colder, velocity started to perished. Am the only one consorting harbored dhows on the bank of sleeping canal. What I seen is a row of historical houses facing the water front.
I started to realise, how long they has being there, watching the changes of this place. From a humble village to a metropolis city. It is the spirit of time of this place.
A moment in my life, I have nothing else to do except waiting for the sun to appear that day, and chase the cold away. Later I decided to record my feeling through colours on the empty canvas I had long kept. A painting about what I felt on that particular time. A painting about waiting the dawn in Bastakiya as how I am waiting my life to change. Wishing the place to be nice to me.
Chill....
Comments
I really like this painting, the way it is done, the colors of the sky and the perspective of the builgings. Great work.
Anele: Its acrylic on canvas,82 x 57cm.I've being using this media for quite sometime to express my feeling, and its easy to handle too.
Tara: Its great to have your comment. Old building is a great story teller, and we shall preserve it just like our memory.
Aqli,Yasemin, Fumi: I wish I may have my public exhibition someday...when am really an artist and have plenty of paintings to show, and I do thinking of writing my own book too, someday when I have a lot of stories to tell.
Sadeep: Am not a poet, am just have interest to write down what i feel, a little bit of talent.
Rabab, Ghima, Nafiz, Adaway : Thanks for reading
Mayumi: It was the night when I lied to my friend, I have place to stay, ...but you know...I don't have one.
Both the story and the painting are great!
Your story gave me goosebumps (and chills). I had this feeling over the weekend. The hotel I stayed at in Philadelphia was built in 1905. I stared up at the beautiful architecture and tried to picture the people back then. I pictured them building it. Then I pictured the first people in the restaurants. I stared out on the 19th floor and looked down below at some amazing murals. I was there for a teaching conference. I wondered what brought people there so long ago.
Great painting! Wow!
feeling at the time of the dawn is a real feeling..you express ur real feeling by painting that u should be gratful to allah giving u this ability...to feel ..think.. and express..
W-O-O-W
This is really something :D
Thanks for sharing
Amazing painting! The way you narrate this, It makes this very impressive. You sound like poet, do you like poetry as well my friend?
Thank you so much for sharing it.
that wad awesome!! thanks for sharing....
Your painting and the story behind it is awesome! Thanks for sharing!
Was this the night?
You are very artistic! Even in conveying your thoughts in the story has a stroke of endless meaning.
I wish you all the best my friend. I hope the dawn just like in your painting would come to you very very soon. :)