Wednesday, 18 May 2011

For your listening pleasure...




Mohammed Abdu - AlÁmakin (all the places)

I am not off to the museum of bags and purses, a 3000 strong collection of female eye candy...dribble. Post will follow soon!

Tuesday, 17 May 2011

Fluorescent, Contemporary & Visual Art...

Amsterdam has a host of Museums and exhibitions open to the public, there are giants such as the Rijksmuseum, Rembrant Museum and the Ann Frank House but underneath their shadows are real gems waiting to be discovered.

If you’re anything like me and desire to avoid the flood of tourist well known museums inevitably attract, the smaller and obscure museums are the way to go.

Aside from a more intimate experience and a lot more one on one time with the curators you have an opportunity to really immerse yourself in your surroundings, ponder over it and loose yourself in its meaning.

So here are my Top 3 (in no particular order):

1: Electric Lady LandMuseum of Fluorescent Art (Located in Amterdam)

On arrival you are greeted by Nick Paladiano the eccentric curator who sports a long white beard, hair tied back and is in full psychedelic gear. After paying your 5 Euro entry fee your taken down what is almost a vertical set of stairs into a small quirky room.   But do not be disappointed by the looks of it, soon after Nick guides you around explaining each artefact, painting and feature in much detail…then the good part happens, he turns off the lights and your fluorescent experience begins.

Alternating between, short and long UV light the place comes alive, its an excellent experience for the broad minded and people who want to try out something different. Its participatory art so you’re free to touch and really get stuck in.

As I left the museum with my free booklet on the magic of “black light” Nick talks about the vertical stairs and how he had a group of blind autistic school kid’s visiting his museum. A justified thought passed my mind, what on earth would be the point in that to which he replied in keeping with his image “they felt the vibes”


Always poor with my orienteering skills I armed myself with a map before visiting the Greenbox. Its located in central Amsterdam yet I still managed to get lost for a good 20minutes wandering in and out of side roads until I decided to call the curator Aarnout Helb who helpfully pointed me in the right direction.

Once again it’s a small museum about the size of a large room, but Aarnout was fortunate enough to have aquired some excellent paintings from artists such as Abdulnasser al ghareem and Ahmed Mater AlÁseeri at the Edge of Arabia Exhibition 2008 before the pricework of the artists rocketed.

Just to give you an explanation, at a recent auction (Christies Dubai) a 3 meter wide wood and copper dome symbolizing the Dome of the Rock by Abdulnasser Gharem sold for $842,500 more than 3 times its original estimate.

…hard to imagine Kenyan contemporary art selling that well eh?
3. Basmoca – Visual Art (Located in your home)

While it’s not physically located in the Netherlands, its virtually placed in front of your lap by virtue of the internet. BASMOCA is a Virtual Museum can be visited from all over the world on its Second Life location, with the private collection of the female curator Basma including artists from the middle-east, China and UK it’s a real treat for a lazy day in.

Monday, 16 May 2011

Petroleum Wives Club of the Hauge...

Welcome to the Petroleum Wives Club of The Hague in The Netherlands
“Membership is focused on spouses or partners of those employed in the petroleum business and related service sectors.”

Great news people, I am now suitably qualified to join the Petroleum Wives Club, yes you heard it PETROLEUM WIVES CLUB!

Forget careers girls, you only need a husband who works in the petroleum business and your in. I don’t know if I’m being cynical but I find it quite disturbing that people find it appropriate to set up clubs on the basis of their spouse’s job and not say common interests, hobbies or their own jobs (or lack thereof).

Each to his own I guess.

Twenty-Something Married and Living in the Dirty Dam

Wasn’t at all where I expected to be...I think while sitting in my balcony drinking endless shots of Arabian coffee.  Born in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia it was decided relatively early to send us abroad for a formal education in the hope that we would one day return to live the middle-eastern dream, a job in an international company, compound, chauffer, free healthcare etc.

But life doesn’t always go according to plan; the divine hand of providence sometimes gives you a gentle push in the opposite direction. After completing my Academics I met my prince charming who swept me off my size 4 feet and placed me on a flight to the Netherlands!

Not your typical fairytale ending but:

 …You may dislike something which is good for you, and you may like something which is bad for you. God knows while you do not know. [The Holy Quran 2:216

It took me a while to overcome my initial prejudices, but trying to look on the bright side I set about getting to know more of Amsterdam which I now lovingly refer to as the dirty dam…its narrow streets, canals, museums, galleries and all the in-betweens.

 So this is my blog on all of the above