So a couple of years ago when I was still silly and in high school, a friend of mine and myself co-wrote but never finished this very silly story. I thought it was about time I'd share it since I highly doubt we will ever finish it anyway. So yes there will be a strange and sudden transition in the writing style in the storyline in general because we were sort of just writing it without even thinking or discussing. The pattern is that I start then he wrote the next part and you can probably tell after while who wrote what. I won't even edit it or re-write anything because that's just the fun of it. To be honest I haven't even read this ever since I just remember it being silly. And ninja obsessed as we were.
So here it goes, hope it gives you a laugh like it did us.
Once upon a time I was walking in the street, the sun was scorching hot.
I hear a noise, a bang, it came from above. I look up at the sky ,one
hand over my forehead shading the sun, eyes squinted. I see something in
a distance, it looked like it was going to fall on the floor quite far
from where I was standing. I start running while looking up to see how
close its gotten. Something big, very big, fell on the floor. I stop and
try to catch my breath, sucking air through gritted teeth. Then I look
down to the thing that just fell on the floor. It was a box. I stared
and stared at it. I was not sure whether or not I should open it, let
alone even pick it up. I decide to pick it up and take it home. What
could be in the box that made such a loud bang? Curiousity takes over
and I finally open the box. In the box, there were 2 smaller boxes next
to eachother. One of them was green and labelled E, the other red and
labelled J.
There was also a letter in the box.
I didnt open the
letter but decided to show the box to someone else. The first person to
cross my mind was a friend that goes by the name Jacob-Lee.
I go to Jacob-Lee and tell him all about the box and he says..............
Jacob-Lee says, Wow what has the world come to? Boxes falling out of the
Sky, Naww? Then continues; the green E must of of been intended for the
person whos attracted to Green. That smaller box wad ment for that
indivisual person. So 'she' should open it. Obviously Jacob-Lee wants
the Red object, since it has his initial on it. The next step to this
discovery should be opening the boxes then reading the letter. Maybe it
would all reveal Its sense after these strange items have been analysed.
Possibly a message sent from an annonimous figure? If so, this clever
character knee exactly what they were doing. They knew curiousity would
overcome our insticts. "lets find out what this shit is!" was
Jacob-Lee's conclusion to his theory. xD
While Jacob-Lee and I sat there contemplating whether or not to open the
letter, we started talking about a lot of different things and one of
the things we talked about was Jacob-Lee himself.
Jacob-Lee is a
descendant of the great Korean martial artist, Dae-Hyun Lee. Apparently,
his british mother was married to Dae-Hyun Lee's son, Chin-Ho. Chin-Ho
insisted that his son be named in the normal korean way, that is, having
two names. Jacob-Lee's mother wanted to name his just Jacob but Chin-Ho
wanted to name him Bae-Lee, Bae was his own fathers name and Lee, his
grandfathers name. They finally agreed on naming him Jacob-Lee.
Jacob-Lee has also been trained to be a martial artsist ever since he
was a child. That is the main reason I thought of him first when I was
confused about what to do wth the box, He tends to be quite wise. That
and the fact that there was a J on one of the boxes.
We talked and
talked and kind of forgot about the box. The box didnt let us forget for
long though, it suddenly made that loud BANG! once again. Jacob-Lee had
a look on his face that looked like he had just been struck by
lightning, Im sure I had the same look on my face. It wasnt because of
the bang, it was because of what happened after the bang.....
Jacob-Lee was in complete shock not only because of the sudden noise,
but also because his eyes were witnessing the most unrealistic thing hed
ever seen before. The box began to melt Nd form many different shapes,
shapes we never even knew existed. Until finally it came to a halt. The
box took the appearence of a 19th century clock. But weirdly it was
counting down in time, Nd Jacob-Lee was sure of that. There was a
strange feeling which Jacob-Lee got everytime the hands on the clock
shifted. Almost like the clock was trying to talk to him. All Jacob-Lee
knew was something had to be done before the time was up........
Jacob-Lee and I stared at the old clock for a good 5 minutes with the
occasional glance to one another, before realising that we were wasting
precious time...except we didnt really know why the time was so
precious..yet.
We looked at each other for a second and Jacob-Lee
nodded. We agreed that it was time. Time to open the letter. We were
hoping that it would mention anything about the this ticking clock, what
was going on?
Jacob-Lee hands me the letter to open and I give him a very concerned look, he nods again.
It was the moment everything would finally make sense, all in that letter....at least we hoped so.
I rip the letter open.
So we open the letter (with a fancy letter cutter coz were posh like
that :P) no ripping involved Hahah. Imprinted on the delicate piece of
paper which looked very aged, was only one sentence. Which read "boxes
fall, boxes get caught Nd hold smaller boxes which bring thought; so
think."
This confused the Shit out of both Jacob-Lee Nd Engalitius.
It was a riddle of some sort. Possibly indicating that we look further
into the two smaller boxes. Maybe they held the answer to our confusion.
Engalitius hated Riddels. Her fustration led into her into throwing the
letter in the ground. It very sunny that day. The sun rays began to
focus on the discarded letter. As Jacob-Lee leaned closer to observe the
letter, he saw a map uncovering itself under the light of the sun. But
the shade of his head hid a part of the map. He moved back Nd there the
whole map was revealed. What Nd where was this map based on. Was it the
small town which they lived in or was it some foreign lands? In small
printing at the very bottom of the map was a signature. Rockalivealot
IV.
What did this all mean?
(and then about exactly a year later I wrote the next part)
Jacob-lee picks up the letter and looks over to me...he'd clearly seen
something I hadn't. He passes over the letter and tells me to have a
closer look and then i see it "Rockalivealot IV". We both didn't have the
slightest clue to where that might be. All of a sudden Jacob-Lee storms
out of the house and comes back about 10 minutes later. He was holding a
big old dusty brown book. I had no idea where he'd gotten that or why
he even had something like that, but id gotten used to not questioning
him. There'd be far too much to question. Anyway, he sets the book down o
the floor and starts flipping through the pages really fast, almost
like he knew what he was looking for. And apparently he did. Jacob-Lee
finally decided to tell me what he was doing, actually, he showed me. In
his big brown book, was the same map, with the same small printing at
the bottom. I was absolutely dumbstruck, I thought all of this was some
strange unrealistic thing and it was, to an extent, but this in the book
suddenly made it all seem very real. There was only one small problem,
the opposite page was ripped out. That made us both very, very curious.
Yep I think that was as far as we went haha and we never got back to it. I think it was getting too complicated and we didn't really want to start thinking. Plus we really had no idea where we were going with it. It took out a good deal of our time when we should've been studying though.
Anyway, hope it gave you laugh or anything else for that matter :D
Engy <3
26 Feb 2012
Scrawling 13: The latest happenings
Well heelllloo there. So I've been away from the blogosphere for a while yes but I haven't really got any ideas to write about. I don't think can just start writing without ideas. Or maybe I can, but it's exactly like this I'm just writing and its not really going anywhere. In real life, this is the point where u get bored of my blabbering and then I try to pull you back in by saying "Hey guess what!" so you become slightly more interested and I have to think of something really quick. Vicious cycle I tell you.
I've been in Auckland for exactly a week now which is kind of unbelievable. It's really great and I've been running around town exploring very little aspect of it.
Strangely enough..I only saw the op shop right across the street on maybe my third day. You'd think I'd see it straight away. I must say there weren't exactly an hidden treasures or anything but there was a decent collection of books that they were selling for like $2. I had to grab one. I'll talk about that later when I'm done with it but I must say it's rather funny. It's not actually meant to be a comedic story, it's just the writer is very witty with his words it makes me chuckle. For all you curious cats out there, it's a book by Harlan Coben called "One False Move".
So I've managed to get my sketchbook out again and I spent a few hours drawing yet another attempt at a realistic drawing. I think I'm gonna go back to it and improve it a bit more, as you do. So let's call it a work in progress for now. Oh but before that I must express my feelings about what will happen in 2 days. What? you ask. Uni! I say. OMG UNI. I have been waiting for so long to start and it's riiiight there just around the corner. I am counting the hours. That's a little bit exaggerated but I really truly am very excited.
Riight so I'll leave you with my work in progress scribble.
And I'll try not to be too long before my next post ^.^
Engy <3
I've been in Auckland for exactly a week now which is kind of unbelievable. It's really great and I've been running around town exploring very little aspect of it.
Strangely enough..I only saw the op shop right across the street on maybe my third day. You'd think I'd see it straight away. I must say there weren't exactly an hidden treasures or anything but there was a decent collection of books that they were selling for like $2. I had to grab one. I'll talk about that later when I'm done with it but I must say it's rather funny. It's not actually meant to be a comedic story, it's just the writer is very witty with his words it makes me chuckle. For all you curious cats out there, it's a book by Harlan Coben called "One False Move".
So I've managed to get my sketchbook out again and I spent a few hours drawing yet another attempt at a realistic drawing. I think I'm gonna go back to it and improve it a bit more, as you do. So let's call it a work in progress for now. Oh but before that I must express my feelings about what will happen in 2 days. What? you ask. Uni! I say. OMG UNI. I have been waiting for so long to start and it's riiiight there just around the corner. I am counting the hours. That's a little bit exaggerated but I really truly am very excited.
Riight so I'll leave you with my work in progress scribble.
And I'll try not to be too long before my next post ^.^
Engy <3
16 Feb 2012
Bring back the "scrawling": "Life is unfair"
Hello Readers, I honestly intend on writing everyday but it just takes me a little bit of time to figure out what I want to write about, until I heard this phrase which is no strange to any of our ears "life is unfair" and I got inspired.
"My life is just too difficult", "Everything is going wrong", "The universe just isn't on my side"; We hear phrases like that more than once everyday to say the least, so why is it that so many of us come to feel this way?
Yes, it's true that sometimes things really don't go as planned and it's true that matters may get more difficult than usual at times, but what does "life" have to do with it? What is this "life" that we constantly blame for anything and everything?
Everything that we do or hat happen to us in our lives has something to do with decisions and actions we've made. I think each and every one of us knows this, we all know that anything that happens is because of our selves but we choose to blame it on this so called abstract idea we call life. Why? Because we know that it won't get hurt by our blaming and that it won't talk back. It's our easy way out of facing the reality of our choices.
You might say I'm over thinking the matter and maybe I am but take a moment and roll this around in your brain; What if life had feelings? What if it feels misused and hurt by you and the way you treat it? Life isn't unfair, YOU are unfair to life.
What I'm trying to get at here is that you can't really brush things under the carpet and throw it all on life because life doesn't exist unless you make it, you build your life. Why would you tell yourself that life is breaking you down when it isn't even there? Whatever is there is whatever you put.
Think of your life as a baby, it knows nothing except what you tell it. It won't do anything unless you tell it to.
You would ask, how? You never decided to fail at school, or get a divorce, did you?.
Oh but you did.
It's the butterfly effect you see, you failed at school because you decided to, somewhere along the line as you were teaching your life baby, not to show it the way to success. You make little decisions and then that little butterfly goes on fluttering and shows you the effect of your every decision, even the smallest.
SO yes, you did.
Scribbles for your lovely thoughts
Engy <3
"My life is just too difficult", "Everything is going wrong", "The universe just isn't on my side"; We hear phrases like that more than once everyday to say the least, so why is it that so many of us come to feel this way?
Yes, it's true that sometimes things really don't go as planned and it's true that matters may get more difficult than usual at times, but what does "life" have to do with it? What is this "life" that we constantly blame for anything and everything?
Everything that we do or hat happen to us in our lives has something to do with decisions and actions we've made. I think each and every one of us knows this, we all know that anything that happens is because of our selves but we choose to blame it on this so called abstract idea we call life. Why? Because we know that it won't get hurt by our blaming and that it won't talk back. It's our easy way out of facing the reality of our choices.
You might say I'm over thinking the matter and maybe I am but take a moment and roll this around in your brain; What if life had feelings? What if it feels misused and hurt by you and the way you treat it? Life isn't unfair, YOU are unfair to life.
What I'm trying to get at here is that you can't really brush things under the carpet and throw it all on life because life doesn't exist unless you make it, you build your life. Why would you tell yourself that life is breaking you down when it isn't even there? Whatever is there is whatever you put.
Think of your life as a baby, it knows nothing except what you tell it. It won't do anything unless you tell it to.
You would ask, how? You never decided to fail at school, or get a divorce, did you?.
Oh but you did.
It's the butterfly effect you see, you failed at school because you decided to, somewhere along the line as you were teaching your life baby, not to show it the way to success. You make little decisions and then that little butterfly goes on fluttering and shows you the effect of your every decision, even the smallest.
SO yes, you did.
Scribbles for your lovely thoughts
14 Feb 2012
Achieving perfection
Well hello there, so yeah maybe I made a promise I couldn't keep when I said I'd be back blogging a lot but what can I say? I really had nothing to blog about in mind. I do now though.
We hear the word "Perfect" one too many times don't we? Is it that this word has lost value because of the fact that it's used in many situations, describing things which can hardly be called perfect? Or is it because what you would call perfect might not be as perfect to me and vice verse? Can one really achieve perfection though?
Lets say I make a sandwich and I call it the perfect sandwich and there's nothing about it that you can fault, so you try and you don't think it's quite as perfect as I believe it is. Am I just being silly or do you just not think that that's your idea of a perfect sandwich. Or is it just NOT perfect just because we both haven't agreed?
Is the idea of perfection personal, or does it require validation from more than one party?
I've always thought that you can't actually call anything perfect because you don't exactly get to decide that. And you can hardly actually get to that point where what you think is perfect is also perfect to everyone else. So what does that even mean? Does it mean that, perfection is relative, or personal or does it not actually carry as much value as we seem to give it?
Does perfection even exist at all? Maybe it actually doesn't.
There is no perfect theory about the shape of the Earth. You will probably argue that it is because it makes perfect sense that the Earth be ellipse shaped. But isn't that exactly what they thought when they said the Earth was flat? And when they said the Earth was round?
So I guess there is a pattern here then; things will become more right and more "perfect" the more you progress. The reality is you can never call something perfect at first sight or first try, in fact, you can never really call something perfect at all, because even after you stop trying, someone else will start and they will be more right then you ever were and so on and so forth.
There won't be a perfect painting or a perfect sandwich or a perfect theory or a perfect person.
To conclude all this, you will achieve perfection when you reach infinity. And that is the paradox.
Thoughts?
I'll leave you a scribble
Engy <3
We hear the word "Perfect" one too many times don't we? Is it that this word has lost value because of the fact that it's used in many situations, describing things which can hardly be called perfect? Or is it because what you would call perfect might not be as perfect to me and vice verse? Can one really achieve perfection though?
Lets say I make a sandwich and I call it the perfect sandwich and there's nothing about it that you can fault, so you try and you don't think it's quite as perfect as I believe it is. Am I just being silly or do you just not think that that's your idea of a perfect sandwich. Or is it just NOT perfect just because we both haven't agreed?
Is the idea of perfection personal, or does it require validation from more than one party?
I've always thought that you can't actually call anything perfect because you don't exactly get to decide that. And you can hardly actually get to that point where what you think is perfect is also perfect to everyone else. So what does that even mean? Does it mean that, perfection is relative, or personal or does it not actually carry as much value as we seem to give it?
Does perfection even exist at all? Maybe it actually doesn't.
There is no perfect theory about the shape of the Earth. You will probably argue that it is because it makes perfect sense that the Earth be ellipse shaped. But isn't that exactly what they thought when they said the Earth was flat? And when they said the Earth was round?
So I guess there is a pattern here then; things will become more right and more "perfect" the more you progress. The reality is you can never call something perfect at first sight or first try, in fact, you can never really call something perfect at all, because even after you stop trying, someone else will start and they will be more right then you ever were and so on and so forth.
There won't be a perfect painting or a perfect sandwich or a perfect theory or a perfect person.
To conclude all this, you will achieve perfection when you reach infinity. And that is the paradox.
Thoughts?
I'll leave you a scribble
Engy <3
11 Feb 2012
Writing from the New Land of Zea
Last time I posted I talked about how I'll be in New Zealand when writing my next post and here I am, AT LAST!
I really am beyond excited about starting uni, I've still got a couple more weeks to go but that's nothing compared to how long I've already waited.
I must say, after living in an arab country for so long, it feels so good to be back here where I can just walk to the dairy when I need something instead of having to depend on some one for the tiniest things all the time. I can't even believe I'm going on 19 and I still can't drive. That will change soon though. You see, I lived in Saudi Arabia since I was 14, so I really never got the chance to drive since women aren't allowed to there. Politics aside though.
I feel like I need to make lists of things I need to do, or maybe I don't need to do. It's just this is very different, not only am I moving to another country, I'm moving with no parents, which hasn't been a big deal in my head at all but lets see what happens when I actually move to Auckland. I'm in Christchurch right now spending time with my sister and nieces before I go to Auckland, plus I was waiting for my brother to find an apartment. Thank god he found a great one and I'll be heading there in a week.
So this post isn't exactly interesting to any sort of crowd but I'm just talking. I'll probably be back and posting more regularly by tomorrow morning with drawings of course. I would post a drawing right now but I don't really have anything that would go with this post :D
So till tomorrow, my few readers, till tomorrow.
Engy <3
I really am beyond excited about starting uni, I've still got a couple more weeks to go but that's nothing compared to how long I've already waited.
I must say, after living in an arab country for so long, it feels so good to be back here where I can just walk to the dairy when I need something instead of having to depend on some one for the tiniest things all the time. I can't even believe I'm going on 19 and I still can't drive. That will change soon though. You see, I lived in Saudi Arabia since I was 14, so I really never got the chance to drive since women aren't allowed to there. Politics aside though.
I feel like I need to make lists of things I need to do, or maybe I don't need to do. It's just this is very different, not only am I moving to another country, I'm moving with no parents, which hasn't been a big deal in my head at all but lets see what happens when I actually move to Auckland. I'm in Christchurch right now spending time with my sister and nieces before I go to Auckland, plus I was waiting for my brother to find an apartment. Thank god he found a great one and I'll be heading there in a week.
So this post isn't exactly interesting to any sort of crowd but I'm just talking. I'll probably be back and posting more regularly by tomorrow morning with drawings of course. I would post a drawing right now but I don't really have anything that would go with this post :D
So till tomorrow, my few readers, till tomorrow.
Engy <3
7 Feb 2012
The wait is ALMOST finally over..
QUICK recap on the happenings in my life during the past year and a half.
I must say being on holiday for this long really wasn't as great as it may sound, I hated not having things to do and maybe if I went back and did this over I would've given myself more to do, but I can't. No regrets though. I'm almost there.
My next post will probably be from New Zealand. Till then.. I leave you with Scribbles. A beautiful photo I found that I decided to draw when I was practicing realistic drawing techniques.
A beautiful photo I found that I decided to draw when I was practicing realistic drawing techniques.
- I left school a year early after finishing year 11 and skipped year 12
- Went to the School of Architecture in Saudi Arabia for a year -Nov 10
- Absolutely loved it, practically aced all my projects
- Got on the Dean's list
- Joined a breast cancer awareness campaign by designing a bra for survivors
- Went to NZ for the summer holiday, it was winter there, I haven't had summer all year - June 22, 2011
- Decided to apply for Architecture in New Zealand in my last visit in July
- Figured I may as well apply for Fashion School and go for it since I was never actually planning to be an architect after graduating from Architecture school
- Worked on both Architecture and Fashion portfolios for 3 weeks during my holiday
- Sent in my applications- Sep 2, 2011
- Waited
- Got accepted and decided to go for Fashion- Oct 14, 2011
- Went to Egypt- Oct 20
- Voted in the parliament elections in Egypt
- Went out with my friends a lot in Egypt
- Joined the s*uce competition and started making my dress- Dec16
- Submitted my dress- dec 29
- STILL ON HOLIDAY BTW
- Celebrated New Years Eve with my friends, lost half of the pictures - Dec 31
- Left for Saudi - Jan 1st, 2012
- Waited
- Practiced sewing and made a couple of jackets
- Waited
- My only Grandmother, Absolutely magnificent and inspiring woman, Passed away - Jan 14
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- Got shortlisted for s*uce competition, oh joy -.-
- Came to Dubai with Parents to spend time with sisters - Jan 20
- Still in Dubai
I must say being on holiday for this long really wasn't as great as it may sound, I hated not having things to do and maybe if I went back and did this over I would've given myself more to do, but I can't. No regrets though. I'm almost there.
My next post will probably be from New Zealand. Till then.. I leave you with Scribbles. A beautiful photo I found that I decided to draw when I was practicing realistic drawing techniques.
Engy <3
Things that really tick me off
1. People that don't realise when they're taken advantage of
2. Leggings worn as pants
3. Ridiculous trends that are blindly followed
4. Judgmental people, you're not perfect, don't judge
5. Making false assumptions
6. Seeking attention
7. Acting dumb, when you're not
8. Men that think having personal style is gay
9. Adipose cells
10. Waiting
11. Meaningless music
12. Being uninspired
13. Fizzy drinks
14. Cat hair flying around
15. People that just won't learn
To be continued..
In the meantime, have a scribble..
Engy <3
2. Leggings worn as pants
3. Ridiculous trends that are blindly followed
4. Judgmental people, you're not perfect, don't judge
5. Making false assumptions
6. Seeking attention
7. Acting dumb, when you're not
8. Men that think having personal style is gay
9. Adipose cells
10. Waiting
11. Meaningless music
12. Being uninspired
13. Fizzy drinks
14. Cat hair flying around
15. People that just won't learn
To be continued..
In the meantime, have a scribble..
Engy <3
4 Feb 2012
Get rid of the "scrawling": Originality
Originality. Something we all crave but few of us achieve. The thing is what does it really man to be "original"? We are all our individual selves, so how can we NOT be original? As long as you're being yourself and you have no desire to be anyone but yourself, you're original, because no one else can be you. It seems to me like that word is used quite often but people don't really think about what it actually means.
So what do people truly mean when they say someone isn't original? Is it that, they're not original at what they do or how they come off as to people?
If that's what it is, then yes, it really is difficult to achieve originality. The thing is, how can YOU yourself know that you're coming off as original or that your work is original, when you see so many things around you that influence you and bias you? Do yo question your originality every now and then, to get back on track perhaps? Or do you look around for a bit just to make sure you're the first to do whatever you're doing, in fear of being called unoriginal?
It's all quite confusing, isn't it? What do you think about all of this?
What do you think about all of this?
Engy <3
So what do people truly mean when they say someone isn't original? Is it that, they're not original at what they do or how they come off as to people?
If that's what it is, then yes, it really is difficult to achieve originality. The thing is, how can YOU yourself know that you're coming off as original or that your work is original, when you see so many things around you that influence you and bias you? Do yo question your originality every now and then, to get back on track perhaps? Or do you look around for a bit just to make sure you're the first to do whatever you're doing, in fear of being called unoriginal?
It's all quite confusing, isn't it? What do you think about all of this?
Paint for thoughts
What do you think about all of this?
Engy <3
3 Feb 2012
Scrawling 6: Blogger Illustrations
Good morning people of the interwebs. I've been awake since 6.30 in the morning for some reason My sleeping patterns are terrible. Anyway, yesterday I decided to make a couple of illustrations for a couple of blogs I like.
The first of them being, of course from my beautiful sister, Maha Mahdy of shadesandcoffee.com
And the other is for Saanieh an Alizey Mirza of pintsizedfashionista.com , I figured it was the perfect time since they just turned 16. Happy Birthday girls!
The first of them being, of course from my beautiful sister, Maha Mahdy of shadesandcoffee.com
And the other is for Saanieh an Alizey Mirza of pintsizedfashionista.com , I figured it was the perfect time since they just turned 16. Happy Birthday girls!
I do hope they like them xx
Expect more posts from me today
Engy <32 Feb 2012
Scrawling 5: Behind the scenes
I've always believed that you can't truly be an outstanding fashion designer or any designer of any sort, unless you were an artist to begin with. The thing is, there's a certain imaginative/visual quality artists have that people with less art in their blood don't have. The way I see it...how can you create or design something completely new or original if you cant imagine it and see it in our head first? It's not possible. The other case is that you aren't exactly all that artistic and you unconsciously make derivations from designs you've already seen and rearrange them and believe they are yours. It doesn't really work like that. This is all just build up to what I'm actually trying to get to; so many people out there seem to believe that fashion designers are shallow/image-conscious people and that that's all we care for. However, what they don't realise is that fashion is true art, art displayed on human bodies. Art comes from within; from your heart and soul, so how could it be that fashion is shallow?
I find it unfair when people make such judgements based on what they see on the media when the reality is that the media shows not a mere 1% of what actually happens in the fashion industry. The fact that people can even make judgements at all is quite unreasonable since "behind the scenes" there is absolutely no judgement. When it comes to fashion designers, no one cares what they are wearing or what they look like, whether they're fat or thin or if they walk around with piggy-tails and tutus or curly mustaches. No one judges. All the people actually want from them is the art, the fashion they come up with.
What the public think all the time is exactly this, "why is it that couture is so expensive? why would people spend so much money and clothes on shoes and bags when there are people that can't afford food and water?". All valid, I won't disagree.
I will say two things about that though:
1."Couture" is so expensive because it's usually a one of a kind piece which designers may take weeks to develop and produce. The custom designed and made fabrics. The garment pattern itself which is unique to each and every designer piece, makes up a huge percentage of the cost of each piece. Because it's art.
2.Everyone who has made this argument, debate me on this; what makes it any different from a Mercedes or a Lamborghini, wouldn't you buy one if you had money to spare and it was your dream car?
An Architect custom designed home (and I say this because not all your houses are architect designed, many of them are just built by companies and contractors) they get paid so much for designing houses too, with skylights and interactive ceilings.
My point is, any product and object is designed and any design is preceded by art.
All I want is for people to take a moment and think before making a judgement. After all, YOU are the shallow one for making a judgement without actually knowing anything or even trying to know and blindly following the media and the word of mouth. Remember that.
I'll leave you with this painting to feed your thoughts..
Engy <3
I find it unfair when people make such judgements based on what they see on the media when the reality is that the media shows not a mere 1% of what actually happens in the fashion industry. The fact that people can even make judgements at all is quite unreasonable since "behind the scenes" there is absolutely no judgement. When it comes to fashion designers, no one cares what they are wearing or what they look like, whether they're fat or thin or if they walk around with piggy-tails and tutus or curly mustaches. No one judges. All the people actually want from them is the art, the fashion they come up with.
What the public think all the time is exactly this, "why is it that couture is so expensive? why would people spend so much money and clothes on shoes and bags when there are people that can't afford food and water?". All valid, I won't disagree.
I will say two things about that though:
1."Couture" is so expensive because it's usually a one of a kind piece which designers may take weeks to develop and produce. The custom designed and made fabrics. The garment pattern itself which is unique to each and every designer piece, makes up a huge percentage of the cost of each piece. Because it's art.
2.Everyone who has made this argument, debate me on this; what makes it any different from a Mercedes or a Lamborghini, wouldn't you buy one if you had money to spare and it was your dream car?
An Architect custom designed home (and I say this because not all your houses are architect designed, many of them are just built by companies and contractors) they get paid so much for designing houses too, with skylights and interactive ceilings.
My point is, any product and object is designed and any design is preceded by art.
All I want is for people to take a moment and think before making a judgement. After all, YOU are the shallow one for making a judgement without actually knowing anything or even trying to know and blindly following the media and the word of mouth. Remember that.
I'll leave you with this painting to feed your thoughts..
Engy <3
Scrawling 4: How much posting is too much posting?
Okay so I know it's not normal to post this much in one day but hey I just started the blog and this is all new to me.. PLUS I have soo much free time on me. I have about a month till uni starts so I have lots of time and lots to show. After that Ill probably be very busy since any design school is always so demanding.I know that much from doing a year of Architecture (did I not mention that before? no? surprise!) I have no doubt fashion school will be any less demanding so I am ready for those endless days and sleepless nights. Speaking of fashion school, I found out they have textile printing labs and knitwear printing labs and I'm just so excited to go and try it all out ...I feel like I might look like a kid in a candy store. Beyond excited.
On another note, I've been doing a series of drawings using black, grey and blue markers so I'll be posting one of those every now and then. For future reference lets call it the BBG series. SO lame but it will do.
Here you go BBG 1:
So the people of these series are mostly from my head but sometimes I do portraits. Everything they're wearing is not necessarily what I would consider one of my design even though they are original...but what I mean is that they're not what I would create...I don't know if Ive explained well...
Basically the main purpose of this series is practicing prints and colouring techniques. So in this particular drawing I was trying out the houndstooth print and the sheer skirt.
Engy <3
On another note, I've been doing a series of drawings using black, grey and blue markers so I'll be posting one of those every now and then. For future reference lets call it the BBG series. SO lame but it will do.
Here you go BBG 1:
So the people of these series are mostly from my head but sometimes I do portraits. Everything they're wearing is not necessarily what I would consider one of my design even though they are original...but what I mean is that they're not what I would create...I don't know if Ive explained well...
Basically the main purpose of this series is practicing prints and colouring techniques. So in this particular drawing I was trying out the houndstooth print and the sheer skirt.
Engy <3
Scrawling 3: Rant
A couple of months ago I found a fashion design competition held in Dubai by one of the rather well-known boutiques, called Sauce. Since I've been in the middle east for quite some time I decided to join so I designed and made a dress for the competition and sent it in. Of course, being as self-critical that I am...in a matter of 2-3 weeks I had already started criticising my own dress. However, it was too late to do anything about it since I got shortlisted. What I hate about now though, is that it's turned into yet another pathetic popularity contest measuring how much you can spam your friends into voting for you via Facebook. Again, too late to do anything about it because they will be shortlisting the shortlist within the next few days.. or week ..who knows.
Anyway...here it is...
Engy <3
Anyway...here it is...
Engy <3
Scrawling 2: Oh the agony
As you may have read in my previous post, I'm originally Egyptian and I've kind of been keeping up with all of Egypts latest affairs. Yesterday however was quite the disaster. The population has become so fed up with their situation that they're even acting up in a place they used to go to escape their worries. The soccer field. It's no secret that the Egyptian men and women are crazy for soccer but where is the limit? 200 injuries and 75 deaths later? Is that the limit? No one even knows if it was the people killing each other or if there was some kind of interference from outside. Either way they were still Egyptians and this isn't what they're about. What has this revolution brought the country to?
Engy <3
1 Feb 2012
Scrawling 1:
So its 2012 and Ive decided to join the blogosphere.
Do I know exactly what my blog will be about? No, not at this very moment. All I know for now is that it will probably be a lot of random scrawlings and the occasional scribble…and by scribble I mean drawings and paintings. So every Now and then, hopefully not too sporadically, Ill drop by and make a post with a few of my thoughts and a drawing or two. If you’re really bored and you would like to be slightly less bored, tune in and you might see or read something you like.
I’ll introduce myself a little now… I’m a kiwi girl…originally Egyptian (unusual mix, I know). I have art in my blood. I’ll be starting uni very soon studying fashion design…a dream I’ve had since I was 11 if not younger. HOWEVER, I do not promise that I’ll be speaking fashion as much as the other fashion bloggers out there. I’ll probably be exposing you to the art behind the fashion more.
So that’s that...
I'll leave you with a scribble,
Engy <3
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