super heroes collection

MY SUPER HEROES

captain laure
raed kabuto
wonder rasha
commander makram
karate evan
doctor mark

without heroes you cannot go to war.

my own personal super hero

SUPER SHARIF

sharif went back to france yesterday. when the war began he was in beirut, and he refused to leave before the end of the war.
how would i have done without you?

a daytime nightmare (to peter and michael)

4 days of constant wake-up from a nightmare

knot knot knot

TODAY

beirut's sky is blue
and i hear honks
and the hitachi is sleeping
i filled up the car with gas
i drew with colors

BUT THE KNOT IS GROWING BIGGER

202

from under the lebanese earth
more than 1500 persons are asking themselves


why?

beirut time

time remains

and we pass.


time passes

and beirut remains.

200

17th of august

after the days of anger

came the days of despair

mom?

war blues

traffic

today, the traffic came back to beirut.

"i didn't miss you"

still resisting?

it's 3:30 am.
there is no electricity.
i cannot upload yesterday's and today's drawings.
the war is "over" since monday.
they are still finding corpses under the fallen buildings.
we still freak out each time we hear a scooter or a truck. we think of the planes.
tomorrow we're recording a "war quartet" with sharif, charbel and marc on electric guitars.
i am still drawing.
i am waiting for the day when i can sleep.

196

195

together again

you and me together in beirut, it is the great reunion.

i think the same but i don't knowhow to say it, so i say: "i love the smell of your car."

it is called patapouf

torino in the afternoon

15 aout

i don't
know
what i should
do

zzz

silence

night of 14th to 15th of august.

5am

silence.

silence.

silence.

and a bitter taste in the mouth.

happy you

before you went to bed, you told me:
"it's very weird that i am not afraid of going to sleep"

this page is only for your eyes.

the statue of liberty

american doll?

untitled

de-construction games

the souther subburbs today
monday 14th of august 2006

the eternal return

despite the warnings from israel against the circulation beyond the litani river, thousands of cars overloaded with people and luggages took the road toward their villages' ruins today, starting 8 am.
the stubborness of the lebanese people will remain for ever a rejoicing mystery to me.

why?

real real news

181

14th of august

they are saying that today, at 8 am, the war ended.

and i said that when the war will end i'll stop drawing for a while. i'll rest.

and there is a girl with very beautiful eyes in the torino.

and there is a smell of life in beirut. only a smell.

very beautiful. more than what i can draw.

i don't know why i feel that i'll have to still draw for a long long time before i rest.

bombs blues

night of 13th to 14th of august

we are waiting.
WHAT?
and until when?

bagdad boom

today's free game

THE SUMMER CONTEST
answer the following question and win 3 (three) hand grenades.

THE QUESTION:
are the invaders the sons of david?
or the sons of goliath?

PLEASE
send your answers to mr ehud olmert or to the closest mc donald's

today's joke

20 bombs
in less than one minute
on the southern subburbs
while i am writing
that the war is over

cease-fire blues

THE WAR IS OVER
they are saying

how many
times
did
i hear
this sentence?

saturday late night show

torino black-out

darwin was right

the evolution praxis

today: a new emerging species

the light-man

melody 1701

dam on the phone

de prague

hit in the centre

night of 11 to 12 august 2006. 2 am

165

hit the target

a colorful poster for the streets of your city

dear all,
a lot of people are asking if they can print the poster with the war games (let's play).
please do. it is available in large format to download (click on it then enlarge it on flicker).
by the way, i repeat here for those who didn't look at all the archives:

you can use the drawings/music on my blog for any non-commercial printing (posters, flyers, emails, etc.) or airing (for the music) to help promoting the blog and thus to help the lebanese cause.
please do use the screen resolution for printing.
please do use them with NO editing/croping/mixing or anything else.
please do put my name AND the address of the blog next to it.

for those interested also, you can find ready to print and stick on your neighborhood walls A4 drawings on the link of my friend paul keller from amsterdam.

fernando's word

"who will ever save me from existing?"

"when he was writing this sentence, pessoa surely knew that it was precisely the fact of writing this sentence that was saving him."

"you bet on it."

my new friend

my new friend


and his friends.

YESTERDAY NIGHT you were sleeping at my place

5 am
bombs on the southern subburbs

"yeepee.
the party started.
i hope they won't wake you up."

6 am
3 very close bombs

"when i saw you face while you were running out of the room, i wanted to destroy the whole world."

super tv-man

it's been 31 days i am living in front, and with, and in a hitachi screen, model 1999, made in thailand.

XXX

night of 10 to 11 of august - 6 am

the jets don't sleep

the birds woke up

and i don't know what i should do.

no pain no gain

2 days with no electricity while i'm at home.
it comes only when i'm out of home.
anyways, i have no time to upload the new drawings. i am going to join the people participating in the live webcast initiated in amsterdam. please find the details below and try to connect to it.
i'll try to upload the drawings tonight or tomorrow.
keep posted and posting people asking them to post people etc.


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
>>>Mrabba Electroni[c]que: Global Lebanon Web Jam. Stop the war!>>>
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>


!!!!please note time change!!!!!!!

Saturday, August 12 2006, 15:00 - 19:00 PM CEST [--> 16:00 - 20:00 EEST]

http://beirut.streamtime.org
http://streamtime.org

Live audio/video streaming transmission from Waag Society in Amsterdam,
in direct connection with Beirut and surrounding localities. The event
was initiated by Streamtime, a web support campaign for Iraqi bloggers.

After one month of violence and carnage, this Global Web Jam brings
together live interviews and conversations, video clips, cartoons and
blog blurbs, soundscapes, DJs and VJs, a lively mix of information,
art, protest, party and reflection. We feature the voices, images
stories, reports and initiatives from Lebanon and beyond, with
participation of activists, artists, bloggers, journalists, musicians
and many others.

This is a call for an immediate end to the violence and destruction, in
defiance of war, and in search for solidarity.

With contributions and participation of: Wahid el-Solh, Mounira
el-Solh, Sonya Knox, Naeem Mohaiemen, Kanj Hamadi, Jim Quilty, Randa
Mirza, Mazen Kerbaj, Raed Yassin, Charbel Haber, Nathalie Fallaha,
Henri Gemayel, Fadi Tufayli, Tariq Shadid, Peter Speetjens, Chalaan
Charif, Martin Siepermann, Arjan El Fassed, Ruud Huurman, Kadir van
Lohuizen, Thomas Burkhalter and Anna Trechsel, Beirut DC, Tarek Atoui
and many others.

This Global Web Jam is an initiative of Jo van der Spek, Geert Lovink
and Cecile Landman (from Streamtime), Nat Muller, Paul Keller and Denis
Jaromil Rojo in Amsterdam; and Tarek Atoui and Rawya el-Chab in Beirut.

info: http://beirut.streamtime.org | mail: beirut@dischosting.nl

This project is supported by Waag Society, Novib (Dutch Oxfam) and X-Y
Solidarity Fund

let's play

danger

today
beirut
is threatened

the other planet

4 hands to save beirut

the sky

evan's airplane
and
daddy mazen's beirut

the fire

evan+mazen 10.08.06

beirut by evan + mazen

153

today i went to sleep at evan's in the mountain.

i brought him a moleskine notebook and we drawed for two hours.

enough

sculpture in an in-famous whiskey cardboard box.
9 august 2006.

russian doll

THE FUNERAL
IN
THE FUNERAL

today, 13 dead
during the funerals
of yesterday's deads

TV blues

day after day

we stay in front of the screen

ans we see our kids and our parents from the south and the subburbs of beirut

dying.

they are dying.

and we see.

ode to tyr

TYR
from a city
became an island

BURNING

blablabla

it's really hard to get used to being used to live in war.

a poor kitten

today, in nayla's garden, a 2 or 3 days old kitten.

"you are lucky not to know that you are born in lebanon."

mr fouad siniora

since the first day

i have
a knot

double trouble

my beirut

each night
from my bed
i hear beirut
being erased

i am soon a biker

RNFB 6

monday 7th of august

yesterday i slept early... at 2 am


and


today i woke up early... at 6 am with the melody of the israeli alarm clock

gloomy sunday

today, i wish to die.

night of 5 to 6 - always

night of 5 to 6 - still

night of 5 to 6 of august 2006 - 4am

we end the night at my place
with:
makram, marc, rasha, marylin, and guillaume and françois, 2 french guys who are in beirut to work with the humanitarian missions.

"it is always good to make foreigners discover the country..."

hhhhrugll

a real word of wisdom

question

no coffee this time

where to?

130

vultures never die

another blues

testament

it seems that this blog is censored in the united arab emirats. i received more than 10 emails assuring this. if this is true, it means that it is possible to do it on a larger scale.
two things should be done to address theses issues.

first, if every person who read this and know people in dubai or abu dabi can download ALL of the drawings and send them by emails there it would be great. you should also ask to the people to make them availbale for as much people as possible there.

second, regarding the possible shut down of this blog one day (the more it grows the more i am afraid of such a censorship), here's what should be done in my opinion: every person who have enough place on her hard disk should download and keep ALL the drawings and texts posted on the blog. this will be useful in two ways:
1- the blog can be recreated at different addresses in different countries to avoid the censorship. i will for sure recreate it also and continue it somewhere else. but i might not have the possibility to do so with the electricity problems that are becoming worst and worst.
2- the scans you find on the blog are the only other versions of the real drawings that are made on my notebooks. if this notebook or myself or both of us disappear some day. there'll still be a trace of it. even in low-res.

it is 2:40am in beirut and there is still eectricity.
the vultures are revolving above us.
i am going to try to sleep.
good night
more drawings, and words and bombs tomorrow.

127

beirut won't cry

war jackpot

nothing better to do

webtifada let it be

dear all,
this concept of webtifada (the word is not form me. i insist)seems to have some appeal.
as you might all know, my brain is not functioning to its full capacity these days. i have no idea of what to do. but despite my legendary skepticism, i feel we can do something with all these people around the world connected to the net. i do not know if petitions work. i usually do not sign them and believe in them. maybe there is a better idea. i do not know.
it is really YOU who have to make this webtifada works.
i'll continue posting about this issue to give place in the comments section for some ideas to come out. i want this site to be use as a catalyst because it is draging a lot of people. a lot of people that seems to begin to understand that lebanon is not a desert with people on camels worrying all day long where to find water to drink.
i'll continue doing my job. please try to start yours.
WE FUCKING RESIST.
as we can.

to an israeli interviewer

You have called me today to request an interview for an Israeli newspaper. Here is my answer.

you want to interview me about the music we are keeping going in beirut today.
in other times, i would have liked to be interviewed by an israeli newspaper to talk about my music and my drawings.
i would have probably said for a start that i never imagined the israeli people like green people with antennas.
i would have talked about the free jazz and the improvised and experimental music scene in lebanon.
i would have said that beirut is most probably the closest city in the world to tel aviv and that the musicians and artists of both cities have a lot in common. at least the weather, not to speak about the mediterranean way of life and the high concentration of intellectuals, artists, thinkers and free men in both cities.

today that i have the occasion to say whatever i want, i do not wish to do so.
today, instead of playing music with my friends musicians in Beirut and in the whole world, i am playing with the israeli air force. and this, i do not accept.
today, i sadly do not feel we have the same weather anymore. beirut is getting hotter every day. and this, i do not accept.
today, i am beginning to believe that there is not so much free men in israel. i tend to think more and more that the majority of the israelis are really green with antennas on their heads. and this, you shouldn't accept.
today, i do not wish to speak anymore.

thank you for listening to this “nothing” i ended up by saying.

music from beirut

here come the stars

makram's point of view

"fuck, makram scribbled on this page while i was bringing a beer"

august 2006
makram
thinks that you are all racicists

"the worst part is that he's right"

another word of wisdom

tonight's word is from nayla

all of us
and each one of us
is guilty

the question

93 boxes

these boxes couldn't move to their new home under the city of tyr today.
they are waiting for the rain to stop.

double-sight

in each
poet
two eyes
in each
eye

who are we?

transformer

my real side

HAMIDA

i spoke once of my mom who was 10 years old in the second world war.
today, in the newspaper, i met

HAMIDA MESSELMANI
"it's the first time i am a refugee"

hamida is from the village of ch'itiya in the south of lebanon, and she is now in the ch'aïb hospital in saida.
hamida is 122 years old. she is born in 1884.
she was thirty when first world war started.
i still have a lot... a lot lot...
god makes you stronger oh hamida. we we remain!

NEW * NEW * NEW

my own picasso

everybody tells me that my works reminds them picasso.

this drawing of laure ghorayeb is worth all the works of picasso as far as i am concerned.

111

i won't stop

a quick post to say two things:

1- even if there is a day where you don't see new posts, you should know that i am drawing every fucking day at least 3 to 4 drawings. just keep checking, they'll be here at some point.

2- i have now a program to check the daily visits. it is around 11000 per day. the real number of visitors is bigger if knowing that a lot of the "regulars" connect once or twice in a week. the real number must be around 15000 maybe.
there is 15000 persons seeing this blog! it's incredible no?
no.
IT IS NOT ENOUGH!
guys if each one of these 15000 can drag 10 more people asking them to drag 10 more, we'll be a fucking million and a half. and if this million can drag some more...
i am not totally naive and more likely a little bit sceptical, but it seems for me that a webtifada is possible. ghandi's concept but on the net. one fucking billion of people saying NO. it looks cheesy i know, but is there something else to do?
anyways, i thank you all (especially the israelis, germans, english and american people who have the balls to refuse what they are told they should do by their government).
i'd like to be able to thank personally, "live", each one of you. it'll take a lifetime, but i'll try. after.
after.

we have a recording session now (with charbel haber, raed yassin, sharif sehnaoui, bechir saadé and myself). a recording session with ALL the lebanese improv scene. pretty small i know.
we fucking resist. we fucking resist. we fucking resist.

i'll try to post the 12 drawings of yesterday this evening. at least some of them.
and sorry again for the emails and comments i am not answering. i am reading EVERYTHING but not finding time to answer.
and sorry not to have erased yet the fucking racist/xenophobe/ brainless comments on some of the drawings. i'll be back on them!

110

where are you oh my mother?

3rd hour in torino

finally makram and marc arrived
and as always, we're drinking and chatting.

"blablablablablablablablablablablablablablablablablablablablablablablabla fuck this war blablablablablablablablablablablablablablabla"

the big question

my brother walid (to my mother):

i don't understand how you did to raise us in 15 years of war.

still in torino

in the torino express cafe and people speaking

no

we refuse






but who is listening to us?

torino express

and we'll continue going to the torino express.
and we'll continue drinking coffee.
and we'll continue drawing.
and we'll continue...

a love story

the martyr's mother

technology is great

CUT

100

calendar

day after day...

12/13/14/15
16/17/18/19
20/21/22/23
24/25/26/27
28/29/30/31

... i am using more and more the expression "day after day"...

numbers

AND NOW LET'S PLAY WITH THE NUMBERS

50 israelis killed (from which 19 civilians)

more than 750 lebanese civilians killed

RESULT: the price of lebanese civilian blood is equivalent to 2,5% of the price of israeli civilian blood

ok, ok, i'll write then.

after the electricity cut of this afternoon, i went to my mother to eat.
i stayed with evan for a couple of hours (it is his first time in beirut for 20 days. he came yesterday and slept at my mother's then went back to his mother's in the mountain today). we played karate (as usual) and drawn a clown. my mom told me that he told her yesterday night:"mmm i recognize the smell of the bed i used to sleep in when i was young." the last time he slept there it was a month ago. he cannot understand nostalgia but he can feel it. incredible.
anyways, i went afterwards to the torino express to drink a double expresso and do a drwaing or two. i stayed there four hours (coffee+8 beers+2 shots of tequila). i did 4 new drawings (i must have 10 to 15 to upload).
then i went to rasha's and drank a bunch of beers with her brother and mother and her.
than i arrived home at 12. no electricity.
0:21 says now my battery level.
and tomorrow i have a lot of stuff to do until late afternoon.
no images upload! no answers to emails! no nothing!
thomas edison, do you vote bush?
0:14
ok.
good night.

daylight black

fucking no electricity again.
it is 2 PM. i uploaded one single drawing.
thomas edison please help me.

pieta

fast and furious

like in the good old days, after 12, no more electricity. not even the neighborhood generators. we have to be careful with the fuel. it is running out slowly but surely from the country, and running in quickly and surely on the lebanese and mediterranean coasts.

i have 0:31 on the battery level on my old laptop. no 0:30 in fact. just enough time to write this post, but no time to upload today's drawings (and some of yesterday's). neither my mom's drawing on her site (for three days! what kind of ungreatful bastard am i?)

it is quite funny to write on a laptop connected to the world with a candle next to the keyboard to see the letters.

0:24
what to say? i am somehow limiting myself more and more to only drawings. i am freaking out from emails to answer. and still those comments coming on the drawings. again and again. trying to tell me that the THIRTY SEVEN kids of qana were killed with their mothers by the hezbollah. again and again i have to point out that:

THIS IS BY NO MEAN A POLITICAL BLOG. can't you fucking see there is almost just fucking drawings on it?
would you think of going to picasso and saying that yeah, guernica was awful, but it was because of the republicans and not franco and the nazis air force?

fuck, it's 0:22. i lost 2minutes for this stupid sentence.

0:21
i loose too much time answering everything (for all the people who are sending emails these days, please do not get upset if i am not answering, it is going worst and worst with the days).
i still let myself go into interviews. sometimes they are tough and you have to argue for ten minutes on the phone with the guy to be able to convince him that everything you want to do for the moment is to eat the dish that is getting cold in front of you.
however i was heroic and refused an interview with the cnn.
and one with the iranian tv.
to equilibrate.

0:16 (there's a red light now)
is there enough time to say that i am happy to see we are becoming all of us the same nation? it is really cool. we have one president, the respected mr. george bush. and a governer in each country. it seems that tony blair, angela merkel, and all the other european presidents have the same post than arnold schwarzenegger these days.

0:10
actually there is still a lot of time to say a lot of things. everybody should wake up. now. we are all in these deep shit.

you are running on low battery mode

fuck

publish post

quickly

qana / beirut

2000 years ago, in qana, jesus transformed water into wine.

today, in qana, the israeli air force transformed kids into ashes.

today, in beirut, i am not able to transform this page into a drawing.

canned food - no expiry date

qana

day 19

after 19
days
i started
to cry

my life?

and my life tomorrow?
and after tomorrow?
and after after tomorrow?
and after after after tomorrow?
and etc?
and after etc?
and after?

black. always.

the black mediterranean sea

15.000 tons of oil on the lebanese shores.

the biggest ecological disaster in the mediterranean sea

a new world record for lebanon

hurray

touristic advertising

boxes

LIFE
of the city of tyr today:

40 wooden numbered boxes to move home from the city of tyr to under the city of tyr.
40.

and my life today

AND MY LIFE TODAY

walid
evan
racha
antoine
laure
makram
raed
lynn
tala
and me
and a kite

a normal day

MY LIFE TODAY

phone (a lot)

music

table tennis

moujaddara and cabbage salad
at my parents

drawing (not much)

cigarettes and beers

television

LIKE EVERY DAY

The world is sleeping

a nice chat

re-charging needed soon

thursday 27 of july 2006

"i am still functional"

until when?

petition

dreams

"i am sorry to decline your proposition"

stop!
that's it!
i can't anymore!
nein!
please do not contact me for any interview anymore.
i am beginning to freak out repeating 5 times a day the same things. if your interested in what i am doing, please write yourself a story about it (it's easy, you'll see).
anyways, everything i am asked is already on the blog. or worst, on tv.
i should by the way keep record of these interviews, some are incredible. i was asked twice so far: "don't you think that your piece of music and bombs is of a bad taste?
i answered twice: "do you think that it is of a good taste to throw a bomb on a bus with civilians escaping their village?"
it is incredible that some people, listening to this piece in their living room in london or in paris, ask themselves if they like it or not. i think that some people should never stop seeing cnn and fox news. it is made for them. it is "good taste" news.

also, for the new comers on this blog, i repeat my now famous sentence (a sort of personal "to be or not to be" kind of stuff):
PLEASE DO NOT POST ANY POLITICAL COMMENT ON THIS BLOG.
THIS IS BLOG DEDICATED TO ART.
AND AS SUCH, IT VOMITS ON ANYTHING CALLED POLITICS.
thank you to follow this simple rule (it's easy, you'll see), knowing that i have no scruple to erase whatever doesn't please me. yeah, it sounds rude, but you're not in the "real" disneyland here.

finally, a kind message to all the people posting comments on this blog:
thank you for your support and for spreading the message. keep doing so please. with a little bit of luck it will end up on condoleeza rice's desktop. i know it won't stop the war, but i am sure at least that she'll ask me to do her portrait.
i am sorry not answering the comments (and a big part of the emails) i am receiving. it's being tougher and tougher to keep all this going on. on the mental level it's staying cool, but on the physical one i look more and more like nosferatu.
i should get some rest.
when all this shit is over.
(hahahaha).

it's 3 am. i'll try not to stay late tonight.

antoine

the voice of wisdom

"i do not understand, the united nations, they are united with whom and against whom?"

my father today.

birds of prey

"night of 26 to 27 july.
the israeli aviation is flying over beirut."

"and i am going to sleep."

music always

26 july 2006 - rome's conference

rome's conference resolves the problem

after an emergency meeting of 18 nations to find a solution to the crisis, kofi annan and condoleeza rice declare:

"the situation in lebanon is critic. we have to open humanitarian roads"

and the reader translates:
israel has the right to continue it's war on lebanon but they have to ensure that the besieged will receive the elementary needs before bombing them.

black

how can i show what i feel?

how can i know what i feel?

change

i am beginning to change...

yesterday night

25 july 2006

yesterday's night was a night of happiness and worries.

diane called me at 4 am. the french embassy called her to say that "her" boat is leaving at 10 am.

she refused to go. she's staying in the mountain with evan. hurray diane.

i am relieved. finally. i am worried but relieved.

freedom flag

i am beginning to get tired

faulse alert

ok, ok. i should calm down. i know.
i can see the blog again sometimes and sometimes not. must be a connection problem. but it is the second internet problem i have in a week. last week i stayed for 12 hours not receiving emails! not even on the webmail. a friend said that it is because my mailbox and sites are totally overloaded.
i am really becoming too paranoiac. it's crazy.

am i dead?

i am becoming very paranoiac. maybe it is a side effect of the war.
i can not access kerblog anymore. there is only a blank page.
i received two emails so far reporting the same problem.
am i being stopped?
if this problem remains, it would mean that my blog has been stopped by "somebody".
could "somebody" be afraid of what i am doing? it would be great!
anyways, if you can read this post it means i still can post. so i'll continue it "blind".

we did it

we did it

and:
boom

"what should we do"

"we continue!"

and we'll continue continuing.

can euronews be funny?

real news from beirut / fourth issue

23 july 2006 - BLUE

of paris i said that it doesn't have a sky but rather a neutral grey stain.

and of the new yorkers that they cannot see the sky because of the heighth of their ambition.

and of london's sky that it is manufactured from flying cotton.


where are you blue sky of beirut?

black

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t
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d
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different wars

5.19 am

ok, i think it calmed down for tonight.
i'll try to sleep a bit. my blog and laure's one are going smooth. i'll have two blogs to update daily. i want also to create a third one (a second kerblog), but i'll talk about it when it's ready.
keep posted people, we need you more than ever. keep forwarding this blog and others to as much people as you can and don't forget to ask them to send it to as much people as they can, asking them to send it...

war flipper

terrorism is a funny word

lebanon is being sold for the price of a word:


TERRORISM


------------------------
what a bad joke!!!

coffee and brain 3

coffee and brain 2

coffee and brain

coffins on tv