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04 AUG 2021
A taboo. A prohibited subject. You can’t think about it, you can’t talk about it, and you can’t act on it.
The year of 2020- 2021 was a year of convergence. A junction in every youth’s life. We, Palestinians, have found ourselves locked down in our environments. We were forced to face our closed reality. The one that is happening in our living room. Inside our families. In our initial circle. There is no going back to our incubator of academy. This is reality, not a monumental one, but a reality in its whole appearance, the one that tells you the subject: to Obey.
Through the Taboo Project we tried to find a way out by widening our world through the mostly used item in the Covid-19 era. The holy mask. Thus, we hoped to be able to meet with our identities again and to face the toxic social restrictions that were piled upon our Palestinian existence.
“A horror story, the face is a horror story… The inhuman in the human beings…”
In this work, horror is associated with the familiar face. The metaphysic appearance of the face forces a self-censorship and a continuous inner dilemma with the outside.
Stripping out the human face makes room for us to act “freely”, while understanding our subconscious mind that we believe is affected by our society with its misbeliefs. We mask our faces to rebel against taboos we grew up with and can no longer tolerate, because we see them as obstacles, an unnecessary dark holes for our future.

هذه الحركة نحو ذلك الشيء تخلق اتّساقًا بداخلك # تحت الستار الهادئ، تتحول القوة إلى هشاشة، تتحول الرجولة المرتعبة إلى سطح من ضوء # هل سقيتُم أرضَكَم بما يكفي لتزهر؟ هل قطعتُ الجدولَ باكرًا؟ هل بقيت نافذتِكم تطلُّ على بدايات ميتة؟ إياكم وخضراء الدمن #

















