After Generations Lost by Helen Zughaib
Scattered on a multi-faceted quilted pond, women’s faces emerge,
each as though from the center of a lotus about to drown before
sunset. Eyes lined with kohl look alike. Their unanswered quest
blurs the lines on the receding oval faces. In midst of that fractal
fragmentation some hands stand out holding a blank sheet of paper,
or were they once photographs of loved ones, so old the image was
erased by indifference as life goes by with its dismembered seasons
mixed pell-mell with gouache on that canvas like in a kaleidoscope
constantly reshuffling its patterns, relying upon the onlooker to
revisit the artist’s gaze over the drowning faces.
