Fragments of memory, figments of imagination, or facets of reality? Are these posts of mine visions of a Lebanon that once existed but is...

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

The child in me smiles and rejoices at this sight from its yesteryears. It retastes the flavors, Rekindles the melodies, The...

A path to nowhere in particular, That may not have been traveled before, Where my eyes could wander, my feet could roam free, and my...

"You have your Lebanon and I have mine." Khalil Gibran #aphotoaday #gibran #nostalgia #doors #olddoors #home #visionsofhome #yesteryears...

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

Sorry mama, it was not supposed to be this way... Sorry I left and went so far. Sorry that, though I may have been there for the big...

"Purple, yellow, pink, and white, Everywhere I lay my sight. Has nature risen from sleep? Or was it I who dozed so deep? Must've been...

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

""... Caressed by the sun, the breeze and the neighbors' loving eyes." Now I'm writing odes to clothelines! "Who woulda thunk!"" Dima Suki...