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Every good painter paints what he is. Jackson Pollock

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He wants to eat whatever is offered to him. Fortunately, Abdu is there waiting patiently for his master. He informs his master that dinner is ready for him in the dining-room. At that moment, Amr looks around and then he says to himself that nothing is new in the house and that life is going on as usual. There, he sees in front of him his ephebe, the servant Abdu, standing afar but certainly seen by his master. The servant looks with satisfaction at his master. No doubt, before the arrival of Amr to his house, Abdu, has been worried as to the health of his master. Did his master have a lot of coffee in the time which he spent in the bereaved house?

Above excerpt is from the writings of the artist's father Najati Al Bukhari... Read more!

From 1963 to 1965, while my father was pursuing higher studies in Stanford University, California, I lived in my native city, Nablus, Palestine at my grandmother's house with my mother and brother. During that period, while less than six years old, used to watch my mother who used to paint extensively with her friends.