“...Cactus”
And I would leave the needle to take up the brush!”
And the words of the artist Buhayri moved her, and she saw the world around her laughing!
She saw around her companions who loved her and loved her work and loved life.
“I knew that art must be something else in my life! Our pains are many, and our joys few and rare! And the world around us is beautiful — beautiful in its trees, beautiful in its rocks, beautiful in its waters, beautiful in its expressions!”
She threw herself into her paintings! She threw herself into her knitting and her embroidery.
“On the Road...”
“The Best of Companions” — the artist's father
And on the twelfth of December 1953 she opened her third exhibition in the public hall at West Hall in the American University of Beirut, under the patronage of the League of Women's Organizations.
And is there anyone worthier than women to sponsor an exhibition by an artist among whose difficulties was the fact of being a woman — and in the East?
Out of the flood of past pains, through the tears that went before, we lived in a beautiful atmosphere pulsing with happiness, pulsing with gaiety, overflowing with life and hope.
Paintings... and paintings... and paintings, from every one of which optimism shines out, in every one of which hope appears.
Her colors are all bright and merry! Her lines all expressive and studied.
And in all of them the beholder feels a delight; he feels happiness flooding over him as he contemplates them!
Who has disbelieved in man and in man's power?
Who has disbelieved in man's beauty and his creative strength?
Who has disbelieved in the power of smiling hope?