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Modar Dawara
Modar Dawara
Modar Dawara
I believe art should not be boxed, labeled, or confined to rigid methods. My work is guided by emotion, memory, and message not by style or technique. Each piece begins with a feeling, allowing the message to shape the form. This freedom keeps my art alive, evolving, and deeply personal.
I believe art should not be boxed, labeled, or confined to rigid methods. My work is guided by emotion, memory, and message not by style or technique. Each piece begins with a feeling, allowing the message to shape the form. This freedom keeps my art alive, evolving, and deeply personal.
Blurry memory
Blurry memory
An image is often the stillness of fleeting thoughts and feelings things our eyes capture passively, without conscious awareness. Yet even in this passive state, these impressions stream into our minds, leaving traces that resurface in our dreams or in spontaneous actions. They become part of our subconscious deeply personal, hidden, and unknowable.
In this series, I attempt to share fragments from my own foggy memory moments that chose to manifest as blurred shapes on canvas. Some are melancholic, some joyful, some romantic, and others abstract.
These forms may be familiar to me, and somehow, indirectly familiar to you. They might belong to the past or the present. But they exist within us all.
Unstable Forms
The body is not singular.
It carries multiple states within shifting between softness and force, between what is seen and what is suppressed.
These forms exist in tension. Not fully one thing, not fully another. They move between energies often labeled as masculine or feminine but never fixed within them.
What appears divided is, in fact, whole. What appears stable is always in transition.
Effect
Effect
Hair carries a rich and complex history, symbolizing beauty, identity, and humanity. This became the core inspiration for the Effect project. I wanted to explore the potential of this natural material while highlighting the message of sustainability.
In this series, I create a direct link between art and the environment by using human hair an organic material often discarded without thought as an artistic resource.
Humanity moves like chess pieces guided by unseen hands toward actions we neither fully understand nor choose. The game continues as long as we obey.
If even half the pieces refused to move, war, torture, and starvation would end.
The Earth is an infinite chessboard layers within layers where control thrives on illusion, and what we call freedom may only be a well played move.
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