The Paradise Painting


paradise
Originally uploaded by Izzy Mo.
Salaam alaikum,

After taking Bint’s advice, here it is. A description of the work. :-)

Acrylic painting on canvas. 16 x 20 inches. Arabic calligraphy done in a naskh style with the translation, “Paradise lies at the feet of mothers.” Colors inspried by old Mother’s Day cards I used to draw back in high school.

This painting, plus the Turkish Dawn (head nod to Abu Sinan), is going with me to ISNA along these other smaller pieces.

Success
There is no power might or strength except in God
In the name of God, the Compassionate, the Merciful

Plus I’m bringing these two boxes with some Ramadan and Eid cards!

If you want to meet me at ISNA, I’ll be holding down the art exhibit fort at different session times.

Friday 3:00 pm–4:30 pm

Saturday 9:00–10:30 pm
Saturday 12:00pm–1:30 pm

Sunday 9:00 am–10:30 pm
Sunday 10:30 pm–12:00 pm
Sunday 1:30 pm–3:00 pm

And I will be giving a small talk about arts and activism. Here’s the session info.

Session 6F: Muslims in Media, Arts and Music Networking Session
Saturday, September 2
4:30-6:00 pm
Room 21

The purpose of this networking session is to bring together Muslims
who are involved with media, arts and music to share ideas, resources
and showcase their portfolio; meet potential partners in collaborating
on a creative project; provide a space for a creative think tank;
provide a space to meet like-minded professionals and independent
artists of media, arts and music; and finally to foster an environment
of support for those working in these fields and discuss the
challenges and opportunities facing them.

Speakers:

Juveria Aleem: Muslim Media, Arts & Culture Foundation
Kelly Izdihar Crosby: Islamic Artists Society

(tentative speakers - Ali Khan, Kamal Hyder, Aman Mehrzai, Mariam
Sobh, Adnaan Ahmad)

NOTE:  I’m trying to keep up but now my tummy hurts.  Alhamdulillah, I’ll keep trying to answer my blog comments and emails. 

Yippee!


Rasulnames

Originally uploaded by Izzy Mo.

Salaam alaikum guys!

I sold this one at Muslim Fest!

:::Sniffle::: No, I’m not crying. I’m happy someone wanted my work. My little wee painting! Aaah! Alhamdulillah.

I’m almost finished the painting I’m bringing to ISNA, insha’Allah.

For those of you going, I hope to see you there.

Oh, I’m still trying to blog but…you know.

I can’t wait to hear Sister Ingrid give the speech for the conference. She SOOOOOOO deserves this title. May she be rewarded with much success.

Bye-bye, my baby :::sniffle:::


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Originally uploaded by Izzy Mo.

I sold my baby. And while I’m happy….ooh! She’s going to a good home with a lovely wall and proper lighting.

I wanted to answer all the responses to the last post but things keep pulling me away. Also, I’m getting ready for ISNA and of course, I am neuroctically painting something at the last minute. So, I’ll be back insha’Allah. I promise to answer my emails.

But in regard to the last entry, I’m getting over it. Sometimes the negativity can overwhelm the majority of good words and good actions. I need to stop reading CAIR emails for a while because the bad news can be too much to handle.

Yesterday, a coworker asked me if there was a difference between Islam and Muslims. Really, she did. She thought that Islam was something different from what Muslims practice. It was then when I realized just how much work we have to do. I forget that there are millions of Americans who don’t know the basics of our deen. And you’re a genius if you know that Muslims don’t eat pork. Subhan’Allah, we need some dawah power.

I’ve been thinking about a dawah project for a while but I have no idea of how to go about it. It’s just another on a list of “I’m gonna do’s.”

Well, let me get back to running around like a chicken with her head cut off. :-)

Guess who’s the new ISNA president?

ISNA 2006 Election Results

 

To Members of the Islamic Society of North America:

Assalamu alaikum wa rahmatullah wa barakatuh.

I am pleased to inform you that ISNA’s General Election has been completed, and the Election Committee has reported the results to the Majlis Ash-Shura in a conference call on August 22, 2006. The newly elected officers are as follow:

President : Ingrid Mattson
Vice President
USA : Mohamed Hagmagid Ali
Members-at-large: Abdalla Idris Ali, Ihsan Bagby, Muzammil H. Siddiqi, Iqbal Unus

We thank all the candidates who offered to serve the organization and the Ummah of North America. We pray that Allah (SWT) will guide these newly elected officers as well as all members of the Majlis and other ISNA leaders. We also thank the Election Committee for fulfilling this important responsibility of the organization.

We are grateful to Allah for His Mercy and Compassion for providing us with Islam, and insha’Allah, we will fulfill our obligations in the best way, which we pray will be acceptable unto Him.

Respectfully yours,
Muhammad Nur Abdullah
President of ISNA


 

No more Miss Nice Girl?

Maybe.  Maybe my high school alter ego is coming back.  Maybe that girl who only blew a fuse every blue moon…oh but when she blew a fuse…maybe she’s coming back.  When do you get to a point where niceness and politeness isn’t enough?  The person is belligerent, racist, stupid and brick-brained.  When do you go off?  I haven’t gone off on anyone in years.  I think the last time I really blew up (heh, no pun intended) was in 2001.  So, since before September 11th, I haven’t had a reason to go off or I found a creative way to express myself.  I’m thinking about this stuff in light of Ferrago’s post.  Knowing the old me, I would have given that dude the finger and some choice words. 

Everyday, I wonder what if?  What if some moron decides that I’m convenient.  S/he thinks I’m an ignorant Muslim woman who can be toyed with.  After all, s/he may be a secret supremacist who think that this country solely belongs to their kind.  It could be a Black woman who just wants to pick on somebody because, heck, “Black folks get it all the time.”  It could be a so-called feminist with her own tales of abuse from former lovers, trying to teach me about liberation.  It could be anybody with an opinion.  And because they’re so ignorant, they don’t think I have the eloquence or power to raise my voice in defiance.  Sometimes….people need to be taken down a notch. 

I guess during my school days, I went off on people so much because there were so many people trying to pick on me.  And maybe that was my fault because I suffer from extreme niceness syndrome.  Why do some people think niceness, kindness and politeness equate weakness?  Shouldn’t we be kind, even when others aren’t?  I thank God Most High for the patience He’s given me. 

Now Shaykh Yaqoubi, on his lecture series about the rightly-guided caliphs (may God bless the shaykh, his family, and the righteous caliphs) he stated something about showing arrogance to the unbelievers.  I would love to know more about topic.  Now, I don’t like calling people unbelievers because that’s a heavy accusation and I can’t see what’s in the person’s heart.  But when you are faced with such jahiliya, such blatant kufr from someone who’s trying to put you down, is it okay to go off?  Could they hate and mistrust us anymore than they do now?

I just hope that if and when that times comes, I will react in a way that is pleasing to God.  But I will say that we as Muslims must get to a point where niceness is temporarily pushed aside and we starting shoving the hypocrisy of our critics and detractors into their faces.  “May they smell the stench of their deeds.”  Like the bully in school, it’s not until you stand up for yourself that s/he finally backs down.  Maybe our new creed should be this, “Real Muslims do not start wars.  We finish them.”   

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Success

Originally uploaded by Izzy Mo.

Success only comes from Allah. In Him I trust and to Him I look.

When the Levees Broke: A Spike Lee flim

Short review:  When the Leeves Broke:  Requiem in Four Acts (Acts 1 & 2).  Director:  Spike Lee.

I want to state from the beginning that my review of the first half of this documentary is a little skewed.  I’m a Katrina evacuee and a Spike Lee fan so I’m totally biased.  Plus, for about 30 minutes, when the film was getting really good, the satellite started going kooky because of a storm.  I am now rewatching the film to get the part I missed.

What a film, though, what a film.  Spike Lee did not let us down. The beginning is absolutely beautiful because Louis Armstrong, our city’s patron jazz saint, is singing while there is scrolling footage of flooded streets, stranded evacuees and old Mardi Gras scenes.  He was able to capture what it is about New Orleans that makes it stand out from other cities.  Where else do people play jazz music and dance at a funeral or where do Blacks dress up in beaded “Indian” attire to pay homage to the brave Native Americans who helped Black slaves revolt against their masters?  No where else.  No where else.  And I felt too proud. 

Now, this film is a little different from Lee’s usual style, wherethere’s usually a hyper focus on racial issues.  This time, while he does focus on the race and class issues surrounding Hurricane Katrina, he gives the viewer a diverse array of New Orleanians.  We hear stories from African-American politicians, well-to-do Whites, poor Whites, poor Blacks, actors, activists, meteorologists, musicians (well, it’s New Orleans so musicians are like our spokespeople), and students.  There are appearances by Michael Eric Dyson, Sean Penn, Harry Belafonate, the Marsalis family, former mayor Marc Morial, Rev. Al Sharpton, and so many others. Spike Lee also has a way with soundtracks and he uses New Orleans musicians such as Terrence Blanchard and Branford Marsalis.  It’s hard to avoid the musical legacy of New Orleans and nearly impossible not to play some jazz, gospel or zydeco. 

I believe that any criticisms towards Spike Lee’s film being too racially focused are unfounded.  We know that Spike Lee doesn’t mince words and there’s some heavy criticism launched at Governor Blanco, Mayor Nagin and especially President Bush.  As one New Orleans resident stated, “Bush gives C average students a bad name.”  And we have to remember that New Orleans was, prior to Hurricane Katrina, 70% African-American.  About 100,000 residents did not own cars and most children lived under the poverty line.  So with numbers like this, how could the issues of race and class be avoided?  This film could not have been done without touching on these issues but Spike Lee, in my opinion doesn’t overdo it. 

Another aspect of this film that I loved was the New Orleanians themselves.  Do you want to understand our language and our way of thinking?  Watch the film.  Subhan’Allah, just listening to these people brought me back and it was as if this last year in Georgia never happened.  I had to laugh because we talk so funny but every one seems to love the accent so I don’t mind.  :-)  Lee let New Orleanians of all stripes speak for themselves and it was good that the politicians involved were able to explain themselves.  And you know the Army Corp of Engineers were put down again and again…and rightfully so.  Do you know that between Hurricane Betsy and Hurricane Katrina was 40 years?  You would think that after the damage of Hurricane Betsy we would have learned our lesson but….

Oh!  While he does explore the idea of the levees being breached by dynamite, he doesn’t delve into conspiracy theories.  He’s just letting you know that some residents believe one thing, and other residents believe another.  I hope you guys get a chance to watch this.  I’ll admit that as the first anniversary approaches, I’ve been a bit depressed.   I can’t believe that such a major injustice could happen on American soil and it seems that everyone has gone back to sleep.  The media keeps scaring us with terrorism to convince us that al-Qeada is the biggest threat to America when the real threat lies within.  And when you see the footage of the corpses….Lord knows I should not look out of respect for the dead but sometimes I think journalists show these things so that you can remember what you saw.  No one should have to die like that and I can only hope they died as martyrs. Some parts of the film will hurt you.  You’ll hear from a man who had to leave his dead mother so that he could evacuate.  You’ll see infants and elderly people struggling to live.  This happened in America folks, not the “3rd World.”  For us, there is no excuse. 

Currently, there was some flack in NOLA about celebrating the 1st year anniversary of Katrina.  As my friend Jordan asks, how can we celebrate a tragedy that’s still happening?  The insurance companies aren’t coming through like they’re supposed to and Bush keeps on with this terrorism thing.  It’s like Pavlov’s dogs or something.  Whenever the media asks a question about the economy, gas prices, unemployment or Iraq–terrorism, terrorism, terrorism, terrorism.  I’m so sick of it. 

Now this summer I attempted to complete my thesis paper without a format which was impossible so I postponed my defense.  I’ll spend the next few months writing it again and maybe in November or December, I’ll go back to New Orleans for a visit. 

:::Blush:::

Thanks to Green Birdz for pointing this out.

I got a head nod and recommendation from a cool Muslim blog entitled The Building of some San Diego Muslims.  It’s four brothers bloggin’ on everything from politics to deen.  Check it out and welcome more brothers into the Bloglandia. 

Infaq

This deen needs wealth.  There, I said it.  It needs money to move.  We need to give out for the sake of Allah.  I know most of you know that but sometimes I get the impression that a) Muslims shouldn’t pursue wealth or b) we should pursue wealth at the expense of our deen. 

Our mosques need repairs, amongst other things.  We need to create programs for women, men and children to teach them about Islam.  We need to get more creative in our dawah efforts.  All this takes money.  Whether it’s money for the booklets for a class on zakat, airconditioner repairs or the annual Ramadan iftars, it takes money to move this deen.  I know that sounds like a real materialistic thing to say, but it’s true. 

But if you don’t believe, look at the money being poured into fungelical organizations.  Subhan’Allah, when a crisis breaks out or just because the minister said so, money starts pouring in.  It’s amazing. 

One brother commented on my “imperial ambitions” (hee-hee).  Yeah, I want to do a lot and I would like to make a lot of money, too.  I used to feel bad about that but not anymore.  How can we accomplish all these programs or make these ideas become reality if there’s no cold hard cash?  Most people who have commented here have some kind of activist cause in their lives.  For some it’s producing quality Islamic literature, or creating an Islamic journal or magazine, or an organization to guide new and returning Muslims.  So you all know about the nitty-gritty of raising money, printer costs and such. 

So is the pursuit of wealth always a dangerous thing or can it be tempered with the teaching of Islam so that we don’t sell the deen for dunya.  I’ve noticed how some of us take on jobs or work in businesses with haram transactions or products.  Because of it, we live in plush homes with all the trimmings and yet some masajid are in terrible shape.  We live in homes with big TVs but the masjid doesn’t have a library or play room for the children. Alhamdulillah, this problem is becoming less frequent but every now and then, I see some mosques that are so ill-kept. 

I would I like to be a Muslima Bill Gates?  Nah, that’s a bit much but as much as this deen needs it, it’s going to take a lot more than money to solve the other problems. 

ISNA Exhibit choices


turkishdawn

Originally uploaded by Izzy Mo.

Salaam alaikum,

Okay, I have to bring two big paintings and some smaller paintings to the ISNA exhibit. Should I bring this one or should I just bring calligraphy pieces. I did want to a painting on the Taj Mahal after seeing this cool documentary on the History Channel but I may not have enough time bewteen now and Labor Day weekend.

Here are small of the small works that I will bring…

Bismillah, La Howla Wa Laa Quwatta Illa Billah, and some others once I sit down and actually make them.  :-)

 Oh, wait, maybe I should bring some boxes? My suitcase’s going to be heavy.

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