"fuck off" is a series to be used as a response to every obstacle I encountered as I learned how to navigate an identity given to me by the world I was forced to survive in. I'm an Arab artist, an identity that is rarely "categorized" with open arms, forced to find a way to survive in a world that is set up for people who can be categorized (cough white people cough). So, what started as a way to "fit in" turned into a discovery of a hidden, dark, loneliness that manifested in latching onto the identity of "addict" or "alcoholic," and identity that knows no bounds.

loneliness needs to be soothed, and we will, as humans, find any way humanly possible to soothe loneliness. what you see here is how people make it easier to sleep at night, and the relationships we hold onto in order to keep our soothers within arms reach.

being an alcoholic is no joke and staying sober is an everyday battle. i wrote love letters to the things that kept me alive while i couldn't, and the people that came with it.

the fuck off series is currently on display at phog lounge, until august 31st, 2024.

as always, thank you, and fuck you.