Gaza: A Painter’s Tragedy Toolkit

As if his works were from distant crumbling past, Gaza artist Ahmad Mahna documents the aggression on his little enclave. He uses the aid boxes dropped from the parachuted air to feed the starved to draw on and tell a painter’s story of the ongoing Israeli genocide.

Mahna says the goal of drawing is not only to document Israeli crimes but to send a message to the world, there are people in Gaza who love life and have needs beyond food and drink and want to tell the world of the need to stop the criminal actions against them meted by Israel and their forced forced displacement while the world looks on in silence as narrated in Al Mayadeen.

As a citizen living in a besieged enclave, Mahna has always been accustomed to difficult circumstances and never felt bound by the routine methods followed by world artists to see their creations come to light.

When he does not find the appropriate tools, he turns to whatever is available to him. Such may include paper, pencil, wall, piece of cloth, glass and even an old, neglected wooden board. In the artist’s eyes, these “worn-out” things can be transformed into inspiring artworks.

“Being across from an UNRWA school is a major incentive to draw,” Mahna pointing to the scenes of displaced people running to shelters as the aggression thickens combined with people fleeing guns and bombs thrown on displacement camps, queues to obtain water, bread and firewood, and scenes of the wounded carried on shoulders.

These tragedies become sad but rich material for Mahna to transfer such oppression and grief onto paper and from there on pass to the world.

Today the Gazan artist left his mark everywhere through his works and murals, saying it was difficult to stand idly by amidst the horrors he was witnessing, so he armed himself with his charcoal pen, and divided the “carton” into four paintings beginning with “A Four-Year-Old Girl Carrying a 16-Liter Gallon of Water”, and published it on the social media.

It became an instant hit, generating much and unexpected interest with many asking him to draw more about the sufferings of the displaced. Today,  Mahna is a “beacon” for many artists, and the owner of dozens artistic pieces which tell the world, through simple lines, the meaning of the ethnic cleansing that is taking place in Gaza, through such titles as “Escape from Death”, ” Last Embrace” and others.

Mahna says the painting comes out of a “first-time situation I experience” with emotions flooding whether its love, fear, anger or sadness. He fills his painting with details that convey a reality of interconnected circuits surrounding the lives of residents including death to provide basic needs daily, movement of passersby to and from hospitals that has become a daily routine due to the bombs and air-raids, and the incessant spread of diseases that is everywhere.

Because the tent has become the main “hero” in the story of Palestinian displacement, Mahna transfers the canvas into a painting with rich details, focusing on the scorching temperatures that melt the people inside, the insects, scorpions, and snakes that surround them like a barbaric army from every direction, and the sounds they hear from every corner, nullifying the individual privacy and the human need for rest and calm.

Coffee and Painting

“There is no one left who has not been affected by the war,” says Mahna, a former employee in one of the art institutions in Gaza. He lost his job and had to look for an alternative to provide him with his daily bread, so he opened a tea and coffee kiosk whilst making wall paintings where passersby would stop not only for the coffee but contemplate the paintings with respect for the skilled maker, as if directing words of thanks to him for what he conveys for their suffering.

Like others, Mahna did not comprehend the ongoing war of extermination till three months after the massacres when he shook off the cloak of despair and decided to stand up again. Thus, he opened his own studio under his downtrodden house. Only then did he feel he returned to the world he belonged to, amidst the looks of children escaping the boredom of the shelter that now surround him from every direction, reminding him of his societal role in managing workshops to relieve their psychological stress through art.

Mahna describes himself as a street artist because his drawings express the state of society and its conditions. From drawing destroyed homes and the color of the rubble, Mahna gives passersby hope in a city reduced to ruins. He has plenty to draw from images of corpses, limbs, mass graves, grief of bereaved mothers over their sons and their screams over those who remained under the rubble to the depiction of the ungodly famine in north Gaza.

Mahna faces difficulty in obtaining drawing materials. Charcoal pencils can run out at any time. Aid boxes have also become difficult to obtain in light of the increasing gas crisis, as residents prefer to burn them to prepare food instead of producing several paintings to look at while they are starving. He pointed out he faces the same problem that forced him to set fire to the wood that supports his paintings, but he is still trying to keep art alive in Gaza despite everything.

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Dr. Marwan Asmar holds a PhD from Leeds University and is a freelance writer specializing on the Middle East. He has worked as a journalist since the early 1990s in Jordan and the Gulf countries, and been widely published, including at Albawaba, Gulf News, Al Ghad, World Press Review and others.

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An Egyptian House in a German Town

An Arab house in a German town, all the trappings of a different culture, Egyptian, Jordanian, Syrian, and Yemeni, an Oriental setting in a traditional western German context.

The town is Bruchsal, to the west of Frankfurt, owners, the Burkards, they fell in love with a different culture, and decided to “transport it” to their house and in their lands, having lived in Cairo in the 1970s and 1980s.

Helmut Burkard and his wife Beta decided to pack their belongings and their kids in 1974 and move to Cairo. Neighbors told him “you are mad” to go to the Middle East at that precise moment. “Its dangerous.”

But he wasn’t swayed. They loved every single minute of it. Helmut teaching music at a convent, Beta, an economist by training had become a proper housewife, and the two kids growing up.

Over the years Beta spent her time collecting traditional artifacts, souvenirs, paintings and different copies of the Quran from Cairo’s old Souqs and Bazaars as she had a preordained feeling that one day she and her family would go back to their home on Mozart Way and fill it and make it a house of converging cultures.

And so today as you enter the house, you are immediately struck by the mementos, artifacts, framed pictures, the rugs, swords, scabbards hanging on the different walls of the house. The speak of a different culture, and a far away civilization embedded in a geographical separateness, novel, yet very human.

What’s fascinating about this house is that it’s totally covered with trinkets and memorabilia. The stairs, landing, living room, bedrooms all smell of a civilization that is anything but German, yet relaxing and soothing.

Pottery, pans, Arabic coffee pots, earrings worm by Bedouin women adorned the place from head to foot together with wall paintings by different Egyptian artists.

In fact, if it wasn’t for the large black piano in the living room, and the number of German books, a visitor like way would be forgiven for thinking the house belongs to a foreign family living in rural Germany.

Every wall, every corner, nook and cranny of every room—literally—filled with every aspect of an Arab life which the Burkards lived either in the long stretch in Cairo, and or the vacationing he used to take his family to in different parts of Jordan, Syria and Yemen.

Beta just kept collecting on these holidays inevitably made driving through these areas. “I wanted my family to experience these countries by roads, and not through planes,” he used to say.

The house is an Arabic treasure. On Mozart Way, you can’t say, “oh I want to write an impressionistic piece on this house” simply because of the intricate detail involved in these artifacts. The house tells a story of a past the Burkard’s lived in. If you let Beta go on, she would speak for ages on how she got this piece, and from which Souq she had to go to.

You can’t point to any particular room and say this is the pride and joy of the Burkards. They are all special. Take the living room, for instance. One is struck by its aura of combination of religiosity, culture, art, music and literature that spanned across.

There was picture frame of Al Faateha (Opening chapter of the Quran), engravings of the name of Allah (God) and Prophet Mohammad on different plates.

In a small side section named by Helmut Burkard as the “Arabic room”, there is a mixture of Arabesque and teak, a desk, a large rounded Arabesque coffee table with a copper plate and a traditional wooden shield used as a divide from one section of the house to another.

Of course both husband and wife know what all these means. Helmut speaks good Arabic with an Egyptian accent, so does Beta although she didn’t let on. But Helmut was directly in touch with the local population, that’s why he picked up the accent and the slang.

After Egypt the Burkards went back to Germany, however, Helmut returned to Jordan in 1996 as a fellow teaching in the Music National Conservatory where he remained till 2003. He first came to Cairo when he was in his early 40s, now he was in his 70s, his kids grown up, and his wife Beta attending the garden and on frequent trips to Switzerland which is just around the corner from where they lived. But he was still a “musical fighter”, humming to himself a piece by Mozart or Bach as he went down the corridor.

At the Conservatory, he established an exchange program where German pupils came to Jordan to play music followed by Jordanian pupils going to Germany to play classical music with Arab themes. He called this a “musical culture of dialogue”; the German pupils would also learn different Arabic pieces and even sing them.

Helmut, now in his early 80s, and who brought the last German music group to play in Amman in 2010, is a strong believer in a culture of dialogue between east and west as a means to bringing people closer together.

His house is a testimony to that.

This artical is reprinted from my account on Hubpages

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