Saawariya

Can't wait to see this movie!!

More FB Graffiti Fun!

All that Jazzzzzzzzzzz!!!

If you didn't watch Chicago the movie....You are missing out on a good inspiring one :)

Sandfalls concept art

A concept art speed painting I did for an upcoming project at work...I daydreamed this desert with running sand rivers and sandfalls, I have a good feeling about this project..and by the way the horse I modeled is a part of this project too.

My very first go at Z-brush 3!! yaaaaaaayyy

A 3D horse I modeled after watching a Z-brush 3 tutorial, a great software package!
it was my very first high resolution 3d model ever! so its special to me.

More Facebook graffiti fun and more flybunnies :)

Plz Listen to Ingrid Michaelson - Keep Breathing...its the sound track of the painting ;)
inspired by Raeburn Knabe's painting.

Doodling in Facebook Graffiti

I was listening to itunes classical fm radio channel and there was this beautiful flute piece I let myself day dream, and when I woke up I found this paining!!! weird:)
Flybot and Flybunny...thats what u get when u day dream too much;)
A very dear friend of mine..well she is all grown up now and doesnt poke her nose...most of the time;)

The Devil wears Prada

Watched the movie last night and was very inspired my Myrel Streep's acting and the character she was playing and how multi-layered it was! great acting there...couldnt help but get inspired:)

Japanese breeze

Exploring different painting styles in facebook Graffiti.

Gafeet the monkey

Another Graffiti done in face book took me 3 hours... it got so slow at the end im so glad it didnt time-out on me!! phewwww :) its a study of monkeys im doing in preparation for my upcomming comic book 'The adventures of Helebbes and Gafeet' watchout for that :)

My grandfather acting in a theatrical play

Today my brother was going through some of our really old pictures for some reason, and he gave me this photo telling me how much it reminded him of me...and i realized it was a picture of my grandfather performing a play on stage, living my dream :) I wish I knew him better, he passed away when i was 5 or 6, and I only knew about his artistic career a little while ago, my parents kinda kept it a secret from me so I wont get influenced as art is frowned upon where I come from(its much better now)... its weird how dreams and ambitions can be inherited from generation to a generation.

Fun with Graffiti

A graffiti drawing i did for a friend of mine...the very talented Rick Treweek.

My latest paintings

In this painting im trying to say that even if the present might seem small and humble the future may hold great surprises :) done in photoshop
thats how it feels sometimes to come up with a creative idea...like u r fishing in the wrong spot:) done in photoshop
I wont kill the dragon..is a painting inspired by a dear dear firiend, classmate and coworker he is Sherif Nagib he asked me to make a painting with a title: I wont slay the dragon for you, et voila!
done in photoshop
romantabot is a robot done for torture but he reprogrammed himself to produce a romantic atmosphere hes a cutie. done in photoshop
thats sometimes how i feel:) done in photoshop
O'cor hes an eivil character i made for a very dear friend of mine who is writing comic books, real good ones. done in photoshop
a concept design of an alien spaceship i was asked to make at work..this one was rejected, the accepted one was kinda like it but had an edge to it its now being modeled. done in photoshop
pinkiebot...looking for something? done in photoshop
mushroombot, rejected alien robots designs...in out trade a lot of work goes down the drain so we shouldnt get too attached thats something i learned the hard way:) done in photoshop
twin bell jet, me no likie....done in photoshop
yeah i was really down when i painted this one.. done in sketchbook pro.
el temsah el nunu is a character inspired by the great artist Michel gagne who is also a great person he was so nice to me when i met him in Vancouver.

playing with sketchbook pro

ALNAHDA (Rise again)

Alnahda is my graduation short classically animated film which took me 5 months to make from concept and thumbnails to editing and sound design....its very personal to me because it addresses the fear i get when i know what to do but i hesitate to do it.

The story starts a top a high desert cliff a boy prepares for the jump of his life, and as soon as he loses his nerve the manifestation of his identity gives him a much needed push, enjoy:)




and here is the Animatic i did for my short film :

3pm-157

My second graduation short film from Vancouver Film School which took me two weeks to make and it got me a job offer at studio Bardel in Vancouver Canada as a flash animator on grad day which was an honor.

Its an epic story about a bear and a bunny making poo poo in the woods! enjoy :)

Face book Graffiti Paintings

Face book's Graffiti is an add-on tool for painting...its very primitive almost like mspaint, u dont have layers...u only have one round brush and limited colors and u can only change brush size and opacity....the great thing about it is that it forces u to stay loose and it is very similar to real painting in a sense that the colors r limited so i have to really use my eyes and opacity wisely.


This one is painted just after i set myself free from a love i thought was never mine, shortly later i realized i was wrong, and ironicly by giving in to love i was truly set free of my fear of losing it:)
this one is very special to me...its a dream i had about hiding a baby whale in my basement! i like to paint my dreams as i see them :)

its a portrait of this beautiful girl i know her name is Amira

this one is very special too...a couple of weeks ago i had a daydream of a color festival in a market place in India where the locals were throwing color powder in the air and music played and people singing i was running around in joy till i tripped and almost fell thats when i woke up:)
this in Anroob the lonely snow bunny
my very first graffiti...all the other graffities r arranged in the order of their creation

Very early paintings

trying to get my creative juices flowing with photoshop
my very first attempt for photorealism in photoshop...wasnt very successful so i didnt finish it :)
playing in sketchbook
playing around in photoshop its a very old speedy speed painting

a water painting i painted a while back
a poster i made in flash for an even i arranged at work where we gather on thursday to watch short films
playing around with photoshop keeping it nice and loose
my very first sketchbook doodle
my second digital painting done as a concept for my short film
my very first digital painting done in photoshop...its copied from the great book dynamic anatomy

The first falling rain drop of December

I slowly open my eyes to the serene sound of
water splashing over my aching back, trying to
enjoy the ticklish sensation of the cold water drops
running over my shivering lips.
i gaze at my wrinkled finger tips and realize i've been sitting here for quite a while...thinking or trying to think, waiting for answers to questions
i was too scared to ask, or perhaps trying to wait so I can
finally let my unanswered questions run down my body with the cold water.


I know she waited for days and days with all the new wonders
she brought me for the day..but i wasnt there like i used to be,
it must have been so cold that time of year, i can almost see her small body
shivering as she waited and
waited some more as excitement was blown out of her innocent doe eyes, replaced with confusion and despair.

she knew she shouldnt wait any longer she knew that
the wonders she brought should everyday be admired and shared with others...others that would stop and take the time
to let themselves be amazed by the simple wonders she brings.

wonders that make us feel so small and powerless when they gently wipe the arrogant dust off our innocence to give us a glimpse of our vulnerabilities, dreams and the true essence of who we are that we hide from the world and even ourselves, and they leave us with an overwhelming feeling of peace so pure we can almost see through it and feel it contain us like a mother's womb.


she slowly turned around and walked away with the first
falling rain drop of December, she turned around and walked away knowing she will miss me, turned around and walked away knowing that the first falling rain drop of December was not falling from the cloudy sky...it was falling from her eye, an eye that never shed a tear before.

and here I am curled up in fear and regret, trying to find my way back to her, trying to make a connection through the cold and the pain, maybe she'll forgive me when she knows I've been waiting too..wet, cold and alone.

My precious Elevator air

Here i am in the elevator, i got into it real quick...last thing i want is someone to jump in with me...i dont need the fake smiles...awkward hellos.. the long unexplained nervous silence...phhhewww! glad im here alone with my precious elevator air just for me...going up...going down...going up...going down...then down.........then down...
.
Then it stops...it all stops..even ur heart beat stops, and u want it to stop..cuz u need time to think.

Think about the elevator ..your elevator...that small box that defines ur personal space...that imaginary space we work so hard to protect and maintain; Some call it personal space, others call it boundaries, people even refer to it as 'intimacy issues'...but i don't wanna talk about that ;)


when i come to think of it, All we really want is to be close to someone.

Fine!

Yet sometimes we tend to keep our distance and pretend not to care about others...We hop into our elevator and press that '><' button 137 times a second like our lives literally depend on it.

And some other fewer times, we lower our defenses, we dont press buttons, we just stand there alone and wait hopefully for no one to get in (w yeb2a esmena 3amalna elly 3alena!), and we phewwwww all we want once the elevator shuts its shielding doors automatically on us.

What if we tear down our defenses? What if we dress up, having our best heartfelt smile on, step in and keep pressing '<>' hopefully for someone to share the ride? what if we let ourselves for once be Open to the idea of being Close?

And suuuuuure, sometimes close can be too CLOSE; But sometimes, that invasion of personal space....that someone stuck in the elevator with u and breathing aaaall ur precious air, can be EXACTLY what you need ;)

Pain

Pain... It's almost funny how we work our way through life trying so hard to avoid it, we play it safe, we do it by the book, we follow the rules, we numb our instincts, we do what 'they' say, we make plan Bs, Cs and Ds in foolish attempts to lead a pain-free life (if such a thing exists), but when one comes to think of all the effort and pain we endure trying to avoid Pain, one couldn't help but wonder.. is Pain really all that bad or that avoidable for that matter?


More often than not we miss out on 'Life' to avoid Pain; When Pain is one of the magical ingredients of life and its there for a reason; And when Pain happens we just hope it goes away on its own, hope the wound that caused it heals leaving no scars to remind us of it, we ride it out and pretend it never happened, hoping against all logic we've seen the last of it.


The thing is.. there are no anti-pain magic spells, no easy quick-fix formulas, or even a need to be so scared of Pain in the first place; We just have to breath deep and wait for it to subside making damn sure that when it does we've learned something from it.

Pain.. It reminds us that we are still made of flesh, blood, angel tears and a child's laughter...thats why I think Pain can be much needed at different points along the way.

At points when we make a habit of over-looking the simple blessings in our lives, blessings we only value when lost.

At points when we waste our days rejecting and building opinions of others.. opinions so high so thick it entraps us and sometimes even collapses on us.

At times when our love becomes conditional and we lie good enough to ourselves to think that its not; At times when we let ourselves fall so deeply in love with those we know we can never have, and out of love with the ones whose true love we can and should have.

At times when we tend to forget the reason why we are here or tend to forget to start searching for one.


Pain is good

Pain is what we deserve..for being so ridiculously human.

The first falling leaf of October

The first falling leaf of October...looked at me like it knew

i sat alone on that park bench all summer feeling watched till i lost reason, i forgot why i was there.

tried so hard to hold myself from confessing to the season..i've been told its not so good with secrets.

the first falling leaf of October...whispered to me it knew

at this time of year nothing stays the same, a very seasonal month October is, i gaze at it and loose all reason, i can sense the presence of September and November...yet i cant remember who i am.

the first falling leaf of October...knew me like no one else does

seasons come and seasons go, seasons listen and seasons talk


i sat alone on that park bench all summer feeling watched till i lost reason, but i wasn't completely alone as i could feel im sitting between September and November, i wait and wait but October never came this season to bring me back my reason.

The first falling leaf of October...if only it didn't know

My Grandfather

Very lately I discovered these fact about my grandfather, i guess my parents thought if they told me they would encourage me to leave engineering and follow my passion in Film and acting and animation, my grandfather he was a painter and a poet too, he also owned with his brothers a film production company in Egypt and a Cinema called cinema Ghornata, he acted in a film called Almadina Alhadi2a with Yusuf Sha3ban and Magda Elkhatib, Grandpa is from syria...originally from turkey, by the way Sardar is my stage name as an actor as a tribute to my grandfather.

Life drawing turn around at Vancouver Film School

Life drawing turn around at a life drawing class at Vancouver Film School..we were sitting in a circle around the model and every 30 secs we would shift to the next bench till we get all the angles we needed to shoot a line test and watch it animate, awesome experience :)

Life drawing at Vancouver Film School