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Paris was my first European experience... I was dying to visit the Centre Pompidou, the Musee d'Orsay, the Louvre, the Champs Elysees, and the grave of the unknown soldier... but the underground metro took my breath away, I forgot all the original international paintings and took a tour instead in the tired casual faces of people packed in the metro, cut from time to time by Japanese faces and their cameras. Underground I watched the metro announcements on the walls like a cinema film strip documenting a momentary history that changes every day.
Off to snowy Sweden! My brother Khaldoon suffered a road accident that put him in a wheel chair. I took him, or rather he took me on a trip into the snow-covered forest, and there I saw the deer, reindeer, and foxes play.
In August and for the first time I went to pick mushrooms with friends. It started raining and I began to draw in the rain, and I lost them, I got lost, and kept walking. I discovered a hole in a tree, I peeked through it into the forest, and that's where my friendship with nature started. I drew the scene in front of me. Since then many of my drawings have been about nature, and they became a fertile thread of imagination that penetrates the hole in the tree. I have the memory of an elephant, it is no longer impossible to enter it through the eye of a needle.
I remember that when I discovered that hole in the tree and went closer to take a peek, I could smell the fragrance of the wood of the seven gates of Old Damascus.
Saad Hajo