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Self portrait. Process shots. Will probably take this a bit further before calling it done. #fineart #art #self #portrait #portraiture #auto #academic #approach #Niklolai_fechin #style #vangogh #background #realism #stylized #Sanfrancisco #artist #albuquerque #new #mexico #NewMexican #colors #blue #green #yellow #middle #eastern #kuwait #arab #persian #رسوم #فن ##فنون #جميله #أنا #رسام #فنان #الكويت #امريكي #اسلوب #روسيا #تصوير #شخصي #فان #جوه #اكادمي #Beaux-arts #style #russe #nikolai #fechin #arte #stylo #ruso #autorretrato

I'm thrilled to share: Character design and development for a comic book and animation I have been working on. These are apart of a bigger body of work that I'm writing and researching about and will soon let you in on. I hope you like what you see so far, and thanks for the support and love. 🌻🖌❤

I am thrilled to share: Character design using Middle Eastern geometry for shape design. These characters are part of a comic book project and animation that I have been working on. The characters are backed up by a thorough ongoing research into Arab folklore and legends. #characterdesign #illustration #animation #arab #folklore #highwayMen #legends #costume #design #outlaws #oracle #art #design #middle #east #geometry #ArabianFolklore #kunst #dessin #bandedessiné #animation #arte #comics #animación #carácter #folklórico #árabe #الصعاليك #الجاهليه #رسوم #تصميم #حكايات #اصطورية #فنون #تشكيلية #الشنفره #تأبط_شرًا #عيال #خالة #قصص_عربية #بلا #نهاية

"Leap of faith" Aka "knightly struggle" 3.25x6.5 #childrensbooks #illustration #kinderkunst #kunst #art #instart #kids #clown #monsters #darkness #bedtime

Double page spread, development sequence. It took a bit of work and several revisions to get what I wanted. Alas, the layout is ready to be drawn once more in the book for final draft and colors. #childrensbooks #kidsbooks #art #kinderkunst #kids #dessiner #les_enfants #histoire #literatureforlittlepeople #littérateur #literatura #niños #historia #goldielocks #instart #academic #elephant #neighbor #never #forgets #sneak #peek #preview #corridor #linear #perspective #layout #draw #drawing #staircase #flowers #hallway #? #trespassing #kunst #persistence #inner #perfection #self #criticism

I was truly inspired when visited Amsterdam in the spring of 2015, chasing a blond out there. She, being Dutch split the cost with me 50/50 without a prompt and I'm thankful. The Rijks museum just reopened after renovations, and the Van Gogh museum though small was inspiring. I bicycled with Astrid to Haarlem, and past it to where we had espresso near the green, yellow violet colors of the North Sea. We visited Utrecht to see a brilliant art auction and showcase ranging hundreds of works from the renaissance. The library in Amsterdam was immaculate and full of wonders. The streets with canals, boats, and cobble stone. So much beauty in nine days. Order was prominent and it was wonderful to bicycle during rush hours amongst hundreds wizzing down the streets on a separate path with specific bicycle traffic lights and signs. This goes out to you, Netherlands, Amsterdam and your beautiful comic book stores, red light district, and beauty of your tulips. Can you guess what brand is the ice cream😉🤓

Title page is finished and colored. A start to a children's book titled, "I ate, I played, I napped, and I escaped!" #childrensbooks #childrensliterature #kidsbooks #kids #goldielocks #modern #chocolate #cake #traditional #painting #kunstwerk #dessin #jeunesse #littérateur #les_enfants #literaturainfantil

"In Capital We Trust" "The State: I'm a sick man..a wicked man" Are officially done and submitted to an art competition. I feel accomplished and proud to compete. It's been ages, but now for some dancing to celebrate and back to drawing and painting. Hope you all are having a wonderful day🌻❤

I am a sick man...I am a wicked man. -Fyodor Dostoevsky. Here is the state of mankind in our era, medicated, overworked and persists like a little rat, and when he protests he does with no gumption. Here's "Labor_rato" done for the second time since it was stolen the first time. I persist, in the face of all obstacles as I am Ali: who in his plight would pray to Allah for more. Deepak Chopra expressed in an interview that heaven would be hell, if every whim and desire were satisfied, and hell where obstacles and never ending pain and struggle is heaven. Here I am, in a struggle. Here I am creating in the face of hell and against all odds. Here I am rather than a rat, hiding and begging I fight and get beat time and time again; yet I pray for more pain, for more curroption in the face of all beauty I bring forth. I am Ali, I am HMD <thankful: in Arabi> I am who I am and qualamus <quill> I come with to express the pain and suffering so that you may avoid it. I offer you my medicine. I am, like Kurt Vonnegut wrote, a man with no country, born into this world with no citizenship and have been a citizen of the world until sixteen days before my twenty second birthday when I became naturalized as a proud American: born as an adult. Here I am unstable, and mistakes commited in a past that haunt me even in my sleep. I get no escape, I get no rest and I create, I was born an artist on Mars and shot down into the Egyptian earth where I sprouted like a plant, parentless as I wrote in kindergarten and illustrated in the cherry scented marker and got scolded for blasphemy. I am like Hussain fighting for the females of his family as he chopped down knight after knight who came to assassinate him while he was getting water from the well Badr, until the other Muslims who wanted another Khalif shot him down with enough arrows till he looked like a hedgehog dying thirsty in Karbala'. Sacrifice is the price of life, blood must be spilt for the eternal fight for the pearl; as it is stolen and kept in the East in certain ages and again kidnapped and kept in the West. A moderate imbalance keeps the cosmos in an eternal dance of creation and destruction. (at Mars, No 4, Solar System, Milkyway)

I am a sick man...I am a wicked man. -Fyodor Dostoevsky. Here is the state of mankind in our era, medicated, overworked and persists like a little rat, and when he protests he does with no gumption. Here's "Labor_rato" done for the second time since it was stolen the first time. I persist, in the face of all obstacles as I am Ali: who in his plight would pray to Allah for more. Deepak Chopra expressed in an interview that heaven would be hell, if every whim and desire were satisfied, and hell where obstacles and never ending pain and struggle is heaven. Here I am, in a struggle. Here I am creating in the face of hell and against all odds. Here I am rather than a rat, hiding and begging I fight and get beat time and time again; yet I pray for more pain, for more curroption in the face of all beauty I bring forth. I am Ali, I am HMD <thankful: in Arabi> I am who I am and qualamus <quill> I come with to express the pain and suffering so that you may avoid it. I offer you my medicine. I am, like Kurt Vonnegut wrote, a man with no country, born into this world with no citizenship and have been a citizen of the world until sixteen days before my twenty second birthday when I became naturalized as a proud American: born as an adult. Here I am unstable, and mistakes commited in a past that haunt me even in my sleep. I get no escape, I get no rest and I create, I was born an artist on Mars and shot down into the Egyptian earth where I sprouted like a plant, parentless as I wrote in kindergarten and illustrated in the cherry scented marker and got scolded for blasphemy. I am like Hussain fighting for the females of his family as he chopped down knight after knight who came to assassinate him while he was getting water from the well Badr, until the other Muslims who wanted another Khalif shot him down with enough arrows till he looked like a hedgehog dying thirsty in Karbala'. Sacrifice is the price of life, blood must be spilt for the eternal fight for the pearl; as it is stolen and kept in the East in certain ages and again kidnapped and kept in the West. A moderate imbalance keeps the cosmos in an eternal dance of creation and destruction. (at Mars, No 4, Solar System, Milkyway)

I am a sick man...I am a wicked man. -Fyodor Dostoevsky. Here is the state of mankind in our era, medicated, overworked and persists like a little rat, and when he protests he does with no gumption. Here's "Labor_rato" done for the second time since it was stolen the first time. I persist, in the face of all obstacles as I am Ali: who in his plight would pray to Allah for more. Deepak Chopra expressed in an interview that heaven would be hell, if every whim and desire were satisfied, and hell where obstacles and never ending pain and struggle is heaven. Here I am, in a struggle. Here I am creating in the face of hell and against all odds. Here I am rather than a rat, hiding and begging I fight and get beat time and time again; yet I pray for more pain, for more curroption in the face of all beauty I bring forth. I am Ali, I am HMD <thankful: in Arabi> I am who I am and qualamus <quill> I come with to express the pain and suffering so that you may avoid it. I offer you my medicine. I am, like Kurt Vonnegut wrote, a man with no country, born into this world with no citizenship and have been a citizen of the world until sixteen days before my twenty second birthday when I became naturalized as a proud American: born as an adult. Here I am unstable, and mistakes commited in a past that haunt me even in my sleep. I get no escape, I get no rest and I create, I was born an artist on Mars and shot down into the Egyptian earth where I sprouted like a plant, parentless as I wrote in kindergarten and illustrated in the cherry scented marker and got scolded for blasphemy. I am like Hussain fighting for the females of his family as he chopped down knight after knight who came to assassinate him while he was getting water from the well Badr, until the other Muslims who wanted another Khalif shot him down with enough arrows till he looked like a hedgehog dying thirsty in Karbala'. Sacrifice is the price of life, blood must be spilt for the eternal fight for the pearl; as it is stolen and kept in the East in certain ages and again kidnapped and kept in the West. A moderate imbalance keeps the cosmos in an eternal dance of creation and destruction. (at Mars, No 4, Solar System, Milkyway)

I am a sick man...I am a wicked man. -Fyodor Dostoevsky. Here is the state of mankind in our era, medicated, overworked and persists like a little rat, and when he protests he does with no gumption. Here's "Labor_rato" done for the second time since it was stolen the first time. I persist, in the face of all obstacles as I am Ali: who in his plight would pray to Allah for more. Deepak Chopra expressed in an interview that heaven would be hell, if every whim and desire were satisfied, and hell where obstacles and never ending pain and struggle is heaven. Here I am, in a struggle. Here I am creating in the face of hell and against all odds. Here I am rather than a rat, hiding and begging I fight and get beat time and time again; yet I pray for more pain, for more curroption in the face of all beauty I bring forth. I am Ali, I am HMD <thankful: in Arabi> I am who I am and qualamus <quill> I come with to express the pain and suffering so that you may avoid it. I offer you my medicine. I am, like Kurt Vonnegut wrote, a man with no country, born into this world with no citizenship and have been a citizen of the world until sixteen days before my twenty second birthday when I became naturalized as a proud American: born as an adult. Here I am unstable, and mistakes commited in a past that haunt me even in my sleep. I get no escape, I get no rest and I create, I was born an artist on Mars and shot down into the Egyptian earth where I sprouted like a plant, parentless as I wrote in kindergarten and illustrated in the cherry scented marker and got scolded for blasphemy. I am like Hussain fighting for the females of his family as he chopped down knight after knight who came to assassinate him while he was getting water from the well Badr, until the other Muslims who wanted another Khalif shot him down with enough arrows till he looked like a hedgehog dying thirsty in Karbala'. Sacrifice is the price of life, blood must be spilt for the eternal fight for the pearl; as it is stolen and kept in the East in certain ages and again kidnapped and kept in the West. A moderate imbalance keeps the cosmos in an eternal dance of creation and destruction. (at Mars, No 4, Solar System, Milkyway)

Al saa'leek الصعاليك Four years ago I had intentions to do a comic book or graphic novel if I had the breadth. As a French friend by the coast of Kuwait told me after I asked how she got into a prestigious couture Parisian school: "insist, insist, insist, and persist!" Here's to achieving what laid dormant nearly half a decade of practice. #bandedesinée #comics #konst #art #AlSaa'leek #bandOfMisfits #DesertTheives #highwayMen #lailaBilaNihayaa #ArabianFolklore #legends #ancientArabia #PreIslamicArabia #AlJaheliyaa #ArabianPolytheism #TabataSharren #AlShanfareh #الصعاليك #قصص_عربية #اصطورات #قطاعين_الطرق #تأبط_شرًا #الشنفره #الجاهليه #آلهاة_قديمة #ليلى_بلا_نهاية

Too stupid to quit. Left my last version of this book at a friend's. Starting over, and I managed to do the title page on the wrong page😂 I did it again on the right. Now to fold this and move forward unto illustrating, and eventually bind the pages, add a hard cover and glue it to the bound manuscript. Love art, keep on creating🌻❤

Setting colors in paint to "Remembering Kate Spade" The horror of discovering her hanged by a red scarf. Hang on folks, it's a rough world but hang tight in the face of darkest of times. 🌻🎨

A better preview of "Remembering Kate Spade" About to go in with colours and paint. Thanks for the support and love. 🎨🌻 #katespade #bayarea #artist #sanfrancisco #instart #hamedmarwan_art #maddi_artist #matty_andalou #mattias_andalou #hamed_ali_anaï #editorial #illustration #illustrationAcademy

A little sneak and preview of "Remembering Kate Spade" I admired her style and its overt simplicity. May you find peace, Kate. This world can be harrowing, do hang on friends. Within us, are many tests, and at times can manifest into tumultuous storms. Do not go easy into that cold night. Love you. Thank you all, for the support🌻