A handful of broken dishes, Discarded fabric scrap, Some straw, some wire, some paper, Sound very much like crap. But a beautiful...

An amazing Saturday at the Houston Lebanese festival. Loved every minute. Humbling reactions to my art pieces. So grateful for all the...

One of the most beloved Lebanese traditions is the weekend sobhiyeh (in reference to morning)-the almost sacred morning family get...

His eyes spoke of sorrow and pain, his face of an arduous journey... Sometimes the story of an entire lifetime is told without a single...

Another of my cherished discovery escapades through the streets of Beirut. Passing through a heavily populated low middle class...

Remnants of balconies that once stood there. Looking at them now, bravely hanging from the restored Beit Beirut building*, one can sense...

Lemon and green chili peppers strings caught my eye today as I walked around Old Delhi. They were a common fixture on doorways. Turns out...