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When I graduated from elementary school, I felt so excited to enter a new world of academic school, back then we called it secondary school, it was exciting because we got a weekly hourly class schedule much like in University, rather than the daily 8 hours of classes in elementary school. I still remember that summer of my graduation, it was special because I spent it mostly drawing, and preparing myself for math courses, by that time I had developed a special interest in math as a possible career option, I always dreamed big, although I knew that the world around me did not offer me much to reach my dreams, living in a remote town in Morocco, offered a lot less to me and people around me in general.Anyway, my love for art, math and philosophy gave me hope and kept me going.
While in secondary school, I met few friends who were passionate for art as well, we immediately became best friends, we understood each other, we competed with each other, we learned from each other and best of all we shared the BIG dreams of becoming famous artists someday; one of my artist friends was a cartoonist and an action figure artist, the other one was an action figure and a figurative artist, he also had a passion for writing in french, I on the other hand was never interested in action figures or cartoon style, I loved figurative and landscape, back then we never heard of abstract art, well, art was never on our academic courses, it was not much appreciated either as a career, it was a nice to have hobby.
Well, a turning point happened in my artistic development in those years, my older brother decided somehow to take me to a bigger city in Morocco and surprisingly bought me water color paint, the reason I said surprisingly, because I never thought that my brother cared that much about my art.
Anyway, I was trilled to move from crayons to water coloring, I was finally able to do some landscape, and some colored figurative art, back then I was very detailed oriented and had lots of patience, possibly even a perfectionist, I painted Monslisa in water color, portraits of myself, my siblings, and my friends. My mother actually acknowledged and appreciated my art and actually hanged some of my paintings in the house.I m sure my mother really liked the fact I paint since it kept me away from trouble, although she would not have approved it for me as a career. My father, on the other hand never showed any interest or at least never expressed his opinion, I kind of understand my father’s attitude, he was a hardworking man and barely stayed home. However, now that he sees my current success, he does show appreciation. My mother, who passed away few years ago (May God Bless her) would have loved my geometrical abstraction style.
Now that I look back to those innocent years, I feel nostalgic to those wonderful memories that last forever in our lives and possibly even helped to shape our present and future.
I remember when I used to invite my friends over my house to show them my latest artwork, I always felt proud of my talent, everyone in my neighborhood would come over and admire my little “exhibition”.
I also remember how I used to go to our local photographer studio in the neighborhood to create posters and prints of my paintings.
Those were my favorite years till I reached high school and then a turning point happened in my life, to be continued in my next blog
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Enjoy some of my current geometric abstraction
