I was at my studio today planning to create a great piece of artwork. I started my usual routine of putting colors on my pallete, preparing my brushes, picking out my canvas, and etc. I sat in front of my easel,but no matter how hard I tried, i couldn't put a drop of colour on my canvas. I was so upset and heartbroken of the recent tragic events in Beirut and Paris, that I could not let my creativity take control. I felt desperate and helpless. Then I recalled a famous saying from Mother Teresa that "if we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other". I wish that one day, people understand that we are all children of the great god and no one has the right to claim somebody else's life solely on the basis that he disagrees with that person's beliefs and ideology.

I dedicate my recent painting that I finished only 2 days ago to all the victims in these tragic events. I call this artwork "Black Magic" because from any dark incident, no matter how big it is, sprouts of life and hope can bloom.

Azam