I felt almost immediate attraction to the paintings, especially to those that were painted directly on the walls. The dark colours, the roughness of their rich texture – a combination of paints and sand, the strange faces and symbols, all looked fascinating to me. As I was walking slowly around, I started touching them following an urge to feel them with as many senses as possible. A moment later, someone removed gently my hand away from the painting, and I heard my boyfriend telling me that I was not supposed to be touching pieces of art. As I began disagreeing with him quietly, I heard a warm voice saying from behind our backs: “Of course, she can touch them!”. We turned around and my boyfriend introduced me to a tall man with dark complexions and a charming smile. “Dani, this is the artist Hossam Sakr – our host.”. Hossam looked at me and took my hand away from the hand of my boyfriend and placed it back on the painting: “Dani, please, touch them as much as you wish. I want you to feel them”.
The World of Hosam Sakr – a World of Finite Number of Touches and Colours
|Mixed media on paper, 2008, Paris|
The First Meeting
The Works of Art
|Mixed media on paper,2005, Bahrain|
There is a sense of reality – the warmth of the earth, the crumbling walls of the home, the warmth of the tree, the last vibration of wrought metal, the strength of the fiery vibration that is burning to ashes and the enveloping force of the mildness of water. The spiral-like vibration of the universe enhances the all-absorbing world of pictures. The world is the creation… called human.
Bounds in the Boundlessness
The Unknown in the Known
|Mix media on paper, 2005, Germany|