
two days ago (feb 19) one of our nation great artist passed away. Since my younger day I never missed to visit the national gallery every weekends just to see his paintings over and over again. Never had a chance to meet him and now he's in haven. Ibrahim or Ib once said:
My paintings have parallel lives of personal emotion and social commentary. Artists, creative people, we're not practical, we work from the heart. It comes out of your private world and into the world everyone knows.
Here's to you Ib...



