Like many others, I came across the work of the talented MERIEM BENNANI in an article scribed by Kat Herriman for The New York Times. My initial interest was struck by the similarities we both seemed to share. For starters and perhaps most obviously, we are both women. Secondly, we are both Moroccan. And finally, we have almost the exact same name (her – Meriem, me – Myriam). After seeing some of Bennani’s work in Ara-B-Less at the Saatchi Gallery last month, I spoke to her about her artistry and the influence of growing up in Morocco. Advertisements
For some reason, we expect people to grow into love while we watch a large proportion of people grow out of it
This summer, I left the sanctity of my Scottish clan far behind as I headed for the vast lands of the USA. Usually accompanied by my twin sister to both second guess and reassure me in every possible situation, I instead found myself traveling utterly alone to one of the world’s most densely populated supercities. A mere Pip in the biggest of apples.