Here, I only post things that I designed, drew, made etc. 
I keep all the interesting stuff I find on Tumblr in a gardal (that’s Arabic for bucket).  Check it out www.gardal.tumblr.com
In case you want to follow it. 
www.tumblr.com/follow/gardal

Here, I only post things that I designed, drew, made etc. 

I keep all the interesting stuff I find on Tumblr in a gardal (that’s Arabic for bucket).  Check it out www.gardal.tumblr.com

In case you want to follow it. 

www.tumblr.com/follow/gardal

they’re finally open. I’m proud of the sign.  go try their banana everything. #cairo #mine

they’re finally open. I’m proud of the sign. go try their banana everything. #cairo #mine

Fanella - an illustrated Cairo scene
[He stood in his white undershirt and his pajama pants, looking for entertainment in the fleeting scenes he could catch in his neighbors’ windows. It’s two thirty in the afternoon and all he can spot are a couple of housewives, that retired army general who keeps turtles in his well-kept balcony, and a kid too young for school who seems abandoned by whoever’s supposed to be keeping an eye on her. Soon everybody will come home from work and school and the show will get more interesting.
He’s alone, bitter, and aimless. He graduated from college four and a half months ago (at 24, after losing a year here and there) and hasn’t done much since. He stands in the balcony of his parents’ apartment, a hallway away from a room that he shared with his younger brother since he was 5. The brother, two years his junior, is now getting his graduate degree in Germany on a merit scholarship. Now the room is all his, a daily testament to how little he had accomplished and how little it seems he would.
A sudden fall wind will soon be a cold reminder that he should get back in. His mom is probably ready with lunch anyway.]

Fanella - an illustrated Cairo scene

[He stood in his white undershirt and his pajama pants, looking for entertainment in the fleeting scenes he could catch in his neighbors’ windows. It’s two thirty in the afternoon and all he can spot are a couple of housewives, that retired army general who keeps turtles in his well-kept balcony, and a kid too young for school who seems abandoned by whoever’s supposed to be keeping an eye on her. Soon everybody will come home from work and school and the show will get more interesting.

He’s alone, bitter, and aimless. He graduated from college four and a half months ago (at 24, after losing a year here and there) and hasn’t done much since. He stands in the balcony of his parents’ apartment, a hallway away from a room that he shared with his younger brother since he was 5. The brother, two years his junior, is now getting his graduate degree in Germany on a merit scholarship. Now the room is all his, a daily testament to how little he had accomplished and how little it seems he would.

A sudden fall wind will soon be a cold reminder that he should get back in. His mom is probably ready with lunch anyway.]

Looking cartoonish this morning. #Louie

Looking cartoonish this morning. #Louie

For when you have two fires.

For when you have two fires.

because nothing says korba like a bunch of pelicans chilling on the sidewalk. #cairo

because nothing says korba like a bunch of pelicans chilling on the sidewalk. #cairo

we designed our bathroom floor to visually inspire through poop sessions. #inspiration #shit

we designed our bathroom floor to visually inspire through poop sessions. #inspiration #shit

One final Zooba tribute.

One final Zooba tribute.

Continuing with the Zooba birthday theme. Blast from the past.

Continuing with the Zooba birthday theme. Blast from the past.

Happy birthday @ZoobaEats ! Proud to have been there since the very beginning.

Happy birthday @ZoobaEats ! Proud to have been there since the very beginning.

Citroën in Barcelona. 
If I had the time, I would’ve sat next to him on the sidewalk and drew him drawing the car. 
(also, nice jacket)

Citroën in Barcelona. 

If I had the time, I would’ve sat next to him on the sidewalk and drew him drawing the car. 

(also, nice jacket)

Attitude

Attitude

An identity for the interior design practice of Yasmina Makram. It’s really difficult to design for another designer, but when it goes well, it feels better than most projects. (Also, they’re more likely to share your knack for minimalism. Which most clients might not).
I also designed her website (which was also a great thing to get away with!)
And while we’re on the subject, I encourage you to check out her Tumblr (www.yasminamakram.tumblr.com) where there are many interesting things to see!

An identity for the interior design practice of Yasmina Makram. It’s really difficult to design for another designer, but when it goes well, it feels better than most projects. (Also, they’re more likely to share your knack for minimalism. Which most clients might not).

I also designed her website (which was also a great thing to get away with!)

And while we’re on the subject, I encourage you to check out her Tumblr (www.yasminamakram.tumblr.com) where there are many interesting things to see!

Timeline of Music Playback Devices (Redux)
Before I move on. I’ll post a few things that I liked doing over the years. 
This is a timeline of the playback devices I owned through the years. It’s a surprisingly personal and nostalgia-inducing list. You get attached to those things and they really bring back some memories the way listening to an old album does. 
It of course is a good development that, from now on, our music devices will always be our phones, but there’s definitely something to be missed in having something whose sole job was to play music into your ears. Kind of like how playing your music through cassette tapes vs. mp3s just seems to have made the music more special somehow. 
Here’s the link to the hi-res 

Timeline of Music Playback Devices (Redux)

Before I move on. I’ll post a few things that I liked doing over the years. 

This is a timeline of the playback devices I owned through the years. It’s a surprisingly personal and nostalgia-inducing list. You get attached to those things and they really bring back some memories the way listening to an old album does. 

It of course is a good development that, from now on, our music devices will always be our phones, but there’s definitely something to be missed in having something whose sole job was to play music into your ears. Kind of like how playing your music through cassette tapes vs. mp3s just seems to have made the music more special somehow. 

Here’s the link to the hi-res 

Grand Reopening 
Three years ago I posted this to “inaugurate” my Tumblr blog. I was happy to be drawing again and liked having Tumblr as an outlet for some of these drawings. It made me keep at it. It made it easier for me to take a big leap and work hard to do what I wanted to do. I wouldn’t be exaggerating in the least bit if I say that between this blog and another “design” blog that I started at the same time, Tumblr literally changed my life. Or made me feel a lot more confident about my changing it. I’m now about to (officially) open my own design studio, which now seems like a long long way from being an investment banker. But I don’t even remember what that was like (except having a lot more money). 

I tried to restrict this blog to my illustrations. They were the only thing that I was “creating” and I didn’t want to turn it into a (probably soon abandoned) diary or a place to store all the interesting things I find on the web. Over the past two and a half years though, I started creating a lot more things, in my (still ongoing) attempt to be a designer. I held back from using this blog as an outlet for that. I don’t know why but it felt right at the time. In the past couple of months though, I thought of this again and figured that this was my creative outlet back when all I was doing was drawing, and now that I’m doing a lot more, there’s no reason for that to change. 

I know that a lot of people followed this as an illustration blog. And I know that a lot of illustration blogs/design blogs are as much about the life and the work of the people behind them as they are about what they’re creating. It just seems like the right thing to do to ask you before I open up this outlet of mine to share more than just my drawings with you. 

If that’s fine with you, that is. 

So, shall we?

Grand Reopening 

Three years ago I posted this to “inaugurate” my Tumblr blog. I was happy to be drawing again and liked having Tumblr as an outlet for some of these drawings. It made me keep at it. It made it easier for me to take a big leap and work hard to do what I wanted to do. I wouldn’t be exaggerating in the least bit if I say that between this blog and another “design” blog that I started at the same time, Tumblr literally changed my life. Or made me feel a lot more confident about my changing it. I’m now about to (officially) open my own design studio, which now seems like a long long way from being an investment banker. But I don’t even remember what that was like (except having a lot more money). 

I tried to restrict this blog to my illustrations. They were the only thing that I was “creating” and I didn’t want to turn it into a (probably soon abandoned) diary or a place to store all the interesting things I find on the web. Over the past two and a half years though, I started creating a lot more things, in my (still ongoing) attempt to be a designer. I held back from using this blog as an outlet for that. I don’t know why but it felt right at the time. In the past couple of months though, I thought of this again and figured that this was my creative outlet back when all I was doing was drawing, and now that I’m doing a lot more, there’s no reason for that to change. 

I know that a lot of people followed this as an illustration blog. And I know that a lot of illustration blogs/design blogs are as much about the life and the work of the people behind them as they are about what they’re creating. It just seems like the right thing to do to ask you before I open up this outlet of mine to share more than just my drawings with you. 

If that’s fine with you, that is. 

So, shall we?