A preacher comes up to a farmer in his field and remarks,
“Mighty fine farm you and the Lord have made.”
“Yep,” replies the farmer, “but you should have seen it when He had it all to Himself.”
from PS I Love You compiled by H. Jackson Browne Jr.
Exotic Locales, Family, Humor and Iowa
14 Feb 2012 2 Comments
in Food for the Mind - Books, Food for the Soul - Poetry Tags: Ali Al Satrawai, Ali Al Sharqawi, Bahrain, contemporary poetry from the Middle East, Hameed Al Qaed, poetry, roses, Valentine's Day
11 –
Let us be together
Hanged by the peg of heart
Beneath the sky we adore
The sky that loves
You are coquetry of the beginning of jasmine
You spread out in my liberty
From a fearful night
From In the Palm of My Heart by Ali Al Satrawai
Ali Al Satrawai is a Bahraini poet, writer and journalist. This verse came from an anthology of contemporary poetry, Pearl, Dreams of Shell compiled and translated by Hameed Al Qaed.
12 Feb 2012 2 Comments
in Food for the Mind - Books, Island Tales - Expatriate Living Tags: adobe houses, architecture, courtyards, Najd architecture, Prince Sultan, sandstorms, Saudi Arabia, sustainable design
As we are the middle of a sandstorm, I changed my theory. I think walls around Middle Eastern houses help to keep the desert from taking over the front yard.
Living in an older section of the island, our compound is surrounded by a wall. Inside we hardly notice the sandstorms. But many of my friends have moved out to the new golf development in the middle of the desert. Designed to appeal to westerners, neither the houses nor the development have perimeter walls. My friends are complaining the sand is piling up in mini-dunes around their homes and they cannot open their windows with all the swirling sand.
Several years ago Prince Sultan bin Salman bin Abd al-Aziz Al Sa’ud invited Mojo to his renovated, al-Udhaibat farm outside of Riyadh. The farm retained its traditional Najdi architecture which enabled people to live in the desert before electricity.
One key aspect was to surround the house with palm trees. The palms acted as natural barriers against the sand. The air was cooled as it swept through the shaded areas under the palms. Upon reaching the garden, walls kept any remaining dust and sand from entering the house.
Besides surrounding the house with walls, central courtyards are a key feature of these mud houses. The wind passing over creates a low-pressure zone in the courtyard. This sucks in eddies but the low-pressure is counteracted by well-placed apertures in the rooms into the courtyard.
During the night, the courtyard and roof act as a cool air sink.
During the day, the sun heats the courtyard. Warm air rises creating a chimney effect and pulls breeze through the rooms.
In the evening, the courtyard and buildings retain heat then give it off as the night air cools.
As I think about our impact on the desert whether as an eco-tourist or a westerner living in the desert, I find William Facey’s BACK TO EARTH: ADOBE BUILDING IN SAUDI ARABIA to be a very enlightening study of traditional Arab architecture and its effect on the environment.
All photos and images are from this book.
04 Feb 2012 4 Comments
in Eye Candy - Art Tags: Art, artist, Japan, Japanese artists, Launa MB Karasuno, On Different Lines, Wakayama
“When you find the small building with the red door, please enter and sign in.” said the invitation.
Outside Wakayama, Japan, a group of artists held an exhibit at the Nekogameya Art Gallery.
Launa MB Karasuno, my sister, was one of the artists displaying her work. Her series of black ink drawings on homemade paper was titled “On Different Lines”.
I rarely bother her when she is getting ready for an exhibit. Like all artists, she gets stressed and works long hours finishing up her paintings before the opening.
On first glance, her work looks so simple and I wonder why did it take so long to create this?
But as I stare, the detail and the meaning begin to emerge. And instead I wonder does she sit in front of her easel staring at the blank sheet, waiting for a shape or an image to grow in her mind?
Or does it come from her dreams?
Different than the decorative art we hang in our house, her work is difficult for me to describe. Modern, simple, organic, minimal, from the soul are some words that come to mind but they inadequately convey the depth and detail.
She sees something in the world that I do not.
She appears to be describing her feelings or perhaps the culture she lives in.
She’s a kind of poet, solidifying her entire expression into one thin line, describing her life in images.
I think Japan is the right setting for her work. The exhibit has the feel of a Japanese choka, a brief 5-7 sound unit poem that reverberates with feeling.
My sense is her creativity is not based upon what she sees. It seeps from the very silent dimensions within her mind.
03 Feb 2012 Leave a comment
in Island Tales - Expatriate Living, When Dragons and Rabbits Make Me Laugh - Humor Tags: architecture, Compount walls, design, graffiti, persian soldiers, sleeping guards, travel
It is the customary in the Middle East to build high concrete walls around a house. The walls help keep the desert outside and give women privacy to walk around their homes without having to be covered. Even though guards are employed to open and shut the gate, I think, generally, security is not an issue.
Which is good – since some of the guards are sleeping.