Home is probably my most used word. Partly because it leaves an unbelievably sweet taste in my mouth & mainly because I don't have a more warm and happy word in my vocabulary yet. There's something so comforting about saying it out loud, lovely but not romantic, soothing, occasionally giving me goosebumps and making me wonder is there's another word that makes me feel safe than this. How can someone say it out loud and feel nothing? Because I'm emotionally attached to it, probably clutching it too hard between my hands and my chest, never letting go of it.
13 February 2017
24 January 2017
2016 was the year I realized I can be a better Muslim if I try harder. It was the same year I realized I can be an artist as well, the real one. And these two clash horribly together in real life sometimes, they could have torn me into pieces if I hadn't pretended to be balanced.
Muslims and Islam prefer words for their art. I'm poetic sometimes but it's not my best quality when it comes to art. I like to draw. Faces aren't allowed in Muslim art and it can possibly lead to an eternal hell I'm truly afraid of. So it feels awfully weird when I'm being called a Muslim Artist for my illustrations because it's more of an oxymoron. These two words Muslim & Artist don't fit together if I don't behave. And let me tell you how I do it.
I'm a young person stuck between religion & the world. Islam is the religion and art is the world. The characters in my illustrations (the heart shaped sunglasses girl) never have eyes, I either cover them with glasses or draw her with her eyes closed. It probably doesn't make a difference but I'm one step closer to a calmed conscience and a lil balanced life. It helps me be okay with my art. I'm trying my best to create a balance that probably doesn't even exist.
2017 is the year for my art. It started with my art being published in a magazine (The issue came out on 1st January so it's literally the year of my art)
And recently, I've started to mix religion & culture within my illustrations & journals. It's partly because they're closer to me than anything and mainly because I'm guilty. I'm just Areeba, born a female Muslim and wrapped in culture before anything else. Even the artist in me comes next.
So when people ask me why I blend religion & culture in my illustrations, I tell them that these two are the BIGGEST PART of my existence. I fail to tell them that I'm scared I might be over-stepping my boundaries and wrapping them in culture or religion is of a lot of help sometimes.
I just hope you and I find the balance we're looking for.
17 December 2016
It probably never occurred to my mother that I might turn into an internet obsessed psycho kid when she handed me a laptop a few years go and an internet connection. And last week when I was out in the city with other people to collaborate for a blog post, wearing an outfit based on a goddamn glorious moodboard with glitter under my eyes, chasing crazy cool walls in the city, I knew I was living the internet dreams of my bored high school self from 2011. And it felt great, for my-2011-self always needed emotional support and a future-self with glittery tears would have sounded like a relief to her. She wanted more of internet, while I'm living in it.
Me & my twin sister Noor collaborated with Amna & Atiya - a pair of sisters from The Good Life blog. And this collaboration included a mini tour of Karachi, fashion & food.
We decided to challenge each other with moodboards to make outfits on. Amna made a moodboard for me, I made one for Atiya, Noor made one for Amna and Atiya made one for Noor.
\\ Me - Basic gothic mipster kid //
// Noor - Kylie obsessed forever + pattern lover \\
// Atiya - brightest human being in love with museums \\
// Amna - the chic one + 2 cool 4 u \\
I first saw Troye Sivan wearing glittery tears and I was like LET'S DO WHAT TROYE DOES but I'm obsessed with them now. They are my way to say I'm 55% made of stardust and sea.
The Blogger Sisters.
And there we were, the blogger sisters, posing for Amna's camera which was set on a timer. And it felt perfect because a collaboration was possibly the best gift I could give to this blog before the year ended. Thanks to Amna and Atiya for making this possible, our blogs deserve much more creativity.
Then we made a trip to Chatterbox cafe for a lunch fix. This little cafe is so cozy and they have excellent food.
It was such a nice weekend, again. God bless Karachi and internet.
How is life going, everyone?
8 December 2016
28 November 2016
Me: Lahore, karachi and islamabad are cities of Pakistan. I love everyone.— Waleed Nasir (@waleednasir00) November 23, 2016
Inner me: roast other cities. #OyeKuchKarGuzar pic.twitter.com/MY3CqQ4Ybx
one word to piss off any Lahori: SEA 😂 #oyekuchkarguzar— Areeba Siddique (@areebasiddique) November 24, 2016
(BECAUSE KARACHI IS THE HOT GIRL ^)Lahori: Let me tell you a joke— Rana Talha Asfar (@RTAluvzAfridi) November 23, 2016
Karachiite: I don't get it?
Who so ever wins this city war please let us know tomorrow morning 😴Rgds— HRH (@FakeFuhrer) November 24, 2016