Biography
Visual artist painter, thinker, writer and musician.
Was born in 1952 Masser El Chouf mount Lebanon.
In 1974 he entered the military school as cadet and graduated in 1977 as a lieutenant in the Lebanese Army. During his 32 years of active duty he did many paintings as a study.
In 2006 he resigned while he was a general to start studying and learning from grandmasters Camille Pissarro, Vincent Van Gogh and others ....
His paintings are inspired of street life, people, humanitarian emotional tones, rural life, old houses...
Here a list of all his paintings they are on this link inside Flickr
The artist never grab a brush... if the scene doesn't touch his heart and soul...
He paints seven hours a day after his one daily hour of physical training ... jugging through fields and green meadows.
Selected as the most popular person on Google Plus in Lebanon.
He is one of the most influential artist on G+.
Thank you so much for visiting his profile and enjoy seeing his artworks
Bragging rights: Never touched a brush... if the scene doesn't grab my heart and soul.
A Gate To Your Love
I am your lover, come to my side, I will open the gate to your love.
Come settle with me, let us be neighbors to the stars.
You have been hiding so long, endlessly drifting in the sea of my love.
Even so, you have always been connected to me.
Concealed, revealed, in the unknown, in the un-manifest.
I am life itself. You have been a prisoner of a little pond,
I am the ocean and its turbulent flood. Come merge with me,
leave this world of ignorance. Be with me, I will open the gate to your love.
There used to be some broken steps in the house long ago.
i played on them when i was small.
How often i slid on the banister in innocent play!
There used to be cracks on the wall like an old woman's face
laughing with her naughty grandchildren.
There used to be hearts, arrows, lovers' initials amorously embracing each other like wings of seagulls crossing the sea of longing.
Here, the people of love used to live, and i… used to live here.....
Sayed Gouda
Listen to the sunset,
Hear its silent sigh
As it falls down the horizon
Warning, the moon is nigh
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Listen to the sunset
The vanity of its words
How beautiful this sunset is
With its colour, and birds
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So listen to the sunset
Enjoy its beauty true
When you see it, think of me
And I will think of you
Katniss Everdeen
Oh! a jolly old place is grandpa's barn,
Where the doors stand open throughout the day,
And the cooing doves fly in and out,
And the air is sweet with the fragrant hay.
...
The swallows twitter and chirp all day
With fluttering wings in the old brown eaves,
And robin sing in the trees which lean
To brush the roof with their rustling leaves.
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Oh! dear old barn, where my childish days
Were passed full oft, how I long to be
Only a child again, to play
Beneath thy roof with the old-time glee!
by: Mary Dow Brine (1816-1913)
Address: Kfar Mashoun, near the Naamtallah Hardini Church Edde Jbeil-Byblos, Lebanon
Email: [email protected]
Call: +961 3 348919
