Laure Ghorayeb: In Beirut, There is a Resistance
"The cease-fire: everyone talks about it but nobody wants to implement it"
From her son Mahzen Kerbaj's site:
LAURE GHORAYEB attempt for an objective biography
laure ghorayeb is a lebanese visual artist/poet born in 1931. after publishing 2 books of poems, she slowly stop writing to consecrate herself tothe unique style of painting she developed over the years. this style, melting words, drawings and signs together could arguably be described as abstract/poetic comics (it is at least my opinion).
she did many solo exhibits and hundred of collective ones. she is holder of an award of distinction from the paris biennale (1967) and won the first award of the alexandria biennal in the category of drawing (1997). she also participated in the international forum of art "europ’art 2003" in geneva.
during the 15 years of the civil war, laure ghorayeb never stopped drawing. a selection of these drawings, directly connected to the war, were published in a limited edition book titled “témoignage†(testimony) in 1985.
it seems sadly that art cannot fight war. here she is today starting a new series of her marvelously depressing war drawings in a blog titled “witnessing (again)â€Â.laure ghorayeb is also an art critic for the lebanese newspaper an nahar.
Her Work Reprinted from her blog "Witnessing (Again)"
"I was a little girl here I am a martyr"
I was a little girl; here i am a martyr without prior notice.
My members are dislocated.
The fight planes’ sound, the bombing of different Beirut regions, the explosions that break the nerves, deafen the ears. My ear is still ringing.
The negotiations couldn’t get a cease-fire.
In the upcoming days no shouts neither prayers to survive.
No communications between the people, half a million are already displaced.
"Aïneta: life stronger than death"
The displaced number 201 is born today at Aïneta Al Arz.
Today also, the funerals of more than 70 victims in Tyr and the army proceeded to burry in common ground their corpses.
Aïneta: life stronger than death.
"On the Third Day"
The july 2006 war. From 12 to…
Everything is bombed: villages, airports, bridges, ports.
We tremble, we pray, we rattle, at the third day of these killings, strikes and terror.
I am afraid of rubbish.
Israel is bombing now the southern suburbs and the hour follows the hour. It is the continuity of the passed hours of violent bombings.
On the 6th day the situation is still the same.
Lebanon is in unbearable war situation
Reprinted from her blog "Witnessing (Again)"
Soon: On her son Mazen Kerbaj's art and music.
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