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    • Don't let the beautiful colors fool you, who would draw Goofy inside the rooms of grownups? And
    • Where do the walls of the museum go when they are forgotten? And
    • Other details were released from under the hair, embedded by power on the paper's surface, which bore the oil and color. The paper was transmigrated into the canvas's ghost. This occurred with the help of volatile eyebrow's scissors, snipped by the han
    • From the head's knoll. And
    • Berlin's drawing's pad and
    • a depiction of things at the back of my head. And
    • Entry into this household is strictly prohibited under any circumstances, as is the construction or alteration of furniture or the construction of a new home or project, unless written permission is granted by the owner of the blue bag, and
    • A Smoking Paper, But Without Smoke, and
    • where does a thought go when it's forgotten? And
    • No Part Of This Book May Be Reproduced, In Any Way, By Photocopying, Recording, Or Otherwise, Except With The Prior Written Consent Of The Publisher, and
    • Behind The Sun
    • Painting Size 80x60cm
      • My nightmare
    • In One Direction, From a Steady Angle
    • Tonight’s Programme
    • Chapter 1
      • 5 minutes lucid dreams and deep sleep
      • Oasis Behaviour
      • View from the roof of my farm
      • Tourist trips in our farm
      • Add Friend So You Can Speak With the President
      • The Body’s Heavy Box
      • The Body's Autumn
  • Solo exhibitions
    • In the head's sunrise
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    • The Blue Ink Pocket, and
    • An Indefinite appearance or two walls and
    • 6x9 doesn’t fit everything and
    • Don't let the beautiful colors fool you, who would draw Goofy inside the rooms of grownups? And
    • Where do the walls of the museum go when they are forgotten? And
    • Other details were released from under the hair, embedded by power on the paper's surface, which bore the oil and color. The paper was transmigrated into the canvas's ghost. This occurred with the help of volatile eyebrow's scissors, snipped by the han
    • From the head's knoll. And
    • Berlin's drawing's pad and
    • a depiction of things at the back of my head. And
    • Entry into this household is strictly prohibited under any circumstances, as is the construction or alteration of furniture or the construction of a new home or project, unless written permission is granted by the owner of the blue bag, and
    • A Smoking Paper, But Without Smoke, and
    • where does a thought go when it's forgotten? And
    • No Part Of This Book May Be Reproduced, In Any Way, By Photocopying, Recording, Or Otherwise, Except With The Prior Written Consent Of The Publisher, and
    • Behind The Sun
    • Painting Size 80x60cm
      • My nightmare
    • In One Direction, From a Steady Angle
    • Tonight’s Programme
    • Chapter 1
      • 5 minutes lucid dreams and deep sleep
      • Oasis Behaviour
      • View from the roof of my farm
      • Tourist trips in our farm
      • Add Friend So You Can Speak With the President
      • The Body’s Heavy Box
      • The Body's Autumn
  • Solo exhibitions
    • In the head's sunrise
    • In the head's dusk
  • PORTFOLIO PDF
Ali Eyal 1994 ​© All Rights Reserved​
Page '24'
​Commissioned for Documenta 15 
As part of  “Sada regroup”
Curated by Rijin Sahakian​

The Blue Ink Pocket, and. 2022

Video work
Duration: approx. 11 Min.
Language: Arabic and with english subtitles.
Editor and camera operator: Issac Lythgoe 
Consulting editor: Mary Jirmanus Saba 
Sound mix : Ernst Karel
​Colorist: Belal Hibri

In the village we managed to retrieve from a number of different houses the lost pieces of the artist's roving duplicates. They wanted to send these pieces to local museums.

The village artist drew copies of himself with complicated stories that he shared in the galleries from around the world, since he couldn't travel with his duplicates because of the migration of furniture, friends, and trees. This was both an artistic style and his position towards the politics that obstruct the movement of the artist with his work and his western audience. He had a group of drawings of the strongest passports from around the world that he accomplished with cheap paints on cigarette boxes. He formed with each story a duplicate of himself where he placed a passport in the pocket of the drawn shirt. This copy of “The Blue Ink Pocket” is the only one we possess.

Aside from an old letter that the artist wrote in 2022 for a collective he joined, nothing remains except the signature and the phrase “Good luck.” The words were consumed by the farm's larvae in the basement. But it's possible for you to see the traces of the pen's power on the back of the paper, and you read:
What if you were an artist in the Battle of Karbala? What then? This was the first question that was brought up in our Sada lectures by a distant international artist through Skype in an old building. On the way to the lecture, we navigated car bombs. When we arrived, our eyes were puffed up as though from jungle mosquitos. While the question was intriguing, we never found an answer as to how to document the Battle of Karbala artistically. Our ages ranged from fifteen to sixteen, a small group from the art institute, with an additional group from the Baghdad university’s art department. There wasn’t an advanced level of art education, for this reason, this group was a small advanced school for Baghdad’s emerging artists.
When I joined art residencies, they both destroyed the chains of traditional academic training that I had been through at the Institute of Fine Arts.
With Sada, I was introduced to video and other experimental forms. In Ashkal Alwan, Beirut, I decided to return to painting, in a way critical to the traditional forms. I stopped drawing and painting for years before joining the artistic group in Beirut. All because the person who had taught me painting...here a piece of the text is incomprehensible.
I realized that painting could bring me to courtroom drawings, which are rapidly accomplished, paintings that double as tools of witness, and for this reason sometimes the outlines connect and sometimes they do not.
Don’t you see this canvas as a shroud or a curtain that covers the painting-in-hiding.
The painting’s wood contains the tree’s voice, cast out like me from far off forests.
Sometimes I work directly without use of wood or an outer frame, so it gives freedom to the canvas to take a ghost shape. Painting and drawing contain a lot of baggage, but this is also its power. This medium fits the life of the immigrant, since three exhibitions fit in one piece of luggage.


Good Luck Ali Eyal


We apologize for only delivering this work now... We couldn’t bear to be separated from it so soon after its return.

We stumbled upon the left ear inside the bag of rice.
We retrieved the painting of the head from side the abandoned storage.
The right year from under the stairs.
The shoulders and the hands we found inside the jacket
And we found the feet stuffed inside the cotton.


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    • The Blue Ink Pocket, and
    • An Indefinite appearance or two walls and
    • 6x9 doesn’t fit everything and
    • Don't let the beautiful colors fool you, who would draw Goofy inside the rooms of grownups? And
    • Where do the walls of the museum go when they are forgotten? And
    • Other details were released from under the hair, embedded by power on the paper's surface, which bore the oil and color. The paper was transmigrated into the canvas's ghost. This occurred with the help of volatile eyebrow's scissors, snipped by the han
    • From the head's knoll. And
    • Berlin's drawing's pad and
    • a depiction of things at the back of my head. And
    • Entry into this household is strictly prohibited under any circumstances, as is the construction or alteration of furniture or the construction of a new home or project, unless written permission is granted by the owner of the blue bag, and
    • A Smoking Paper, But Without Smoke, and
    • where does a thought go when it's forgotten? And
    • No Part Of This Book May Be Reproduced, In Any Way, By Photocopying, Recording, Or Otherwise, Except With The Prior Written Consent Of The Publisher, and
    • Behind The Sun
    • Painting Size 80x60cm
      • My nightmare
    • In One Direction, From a Steady Angle
    • Tonight’s Programme
    • Chapter 1
      • 5 minutes lucid dreams and deep sleep
      • Oasis Behaviour
      • View from the roof of my farm
      • Tourist trips in our farm
      • Add Friend So You Can Speak With the President
      • The Body’s Heavy Box
      • The Body's Autumn
  • Solo exhibitions
    • In the head's sunrise
    • In the head's dusk
  • PORTFOLIO PDF