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souria سوريا, painter,
a visual diary, a still life (all photos are mine)
instagram︱website︱substack︱pinterest
read the PAINter letter, my dispatch from the studio
"The thing you were good at without being taught how, do that." That’s what I’d tell my five-year-old self, and probably anyone else still looking for a path.
The story for me goes like this: After high school I went on to study media and journalism because it was supposedly safer. I genuinely loved writing, delighted myself in juggling with words and asking countless questions, often driving everyone around me slightly mad. Years later, not much has changed; I'm still endlessly curious and asking a ton of questions^^. Meanwhile I was always drawing and imagining paintings in my head, but somehow I thought the two things belonged to different worlds. Writing was writing. Painting was painting. Years later, after working as a digital illustrator for some time, I traded the machine for the easel and, despite everything, finally became a painter. So the PAINter Letter is where I get to bring those two parts of myself together: writing about my painting.
These letters are a dispatch from the studio: they carry works in progress, sketches, fragments of paintings still uncertain of themselves, just as I am. What I’ve seen and read lately that made me giddy to create. They also contain the life and PAIN that surrounds the work. I’ve been stuck for a long time trying to make the right thing the right way. To be completely honest, I probably still am as I’ve used more gesso than actual paint over the past year. This is the painful process.
Sharing all of that, I can’t help feeling that within the cacophony of social media, self-promotion has more or less superseded the creative act itself. I wanted to find a format that felt truthful to both my practice and my personality. My writing's a bit rusty and the letters are a bit blunt, they're just personal letters written as I go, to a dear unknown reader. Maybe you?
thepainterletter.substack.com or follow me on substack here :)
a walk after dinner, in my hometown
ceramic studio this week!
I have no idea what I am doing but it’s super fun ™
art school lately
an afternoon of figure drawing from Rodin @ the Louvre (surprisingly calm, pleasantly uncrowded)
an afternoon at Grand Palais with Hilma af Klint
a sunny week-end ends
ceramic studio views
albert oehlen @ musée de l’orangerie
had the best time (and churros) with my niece
there has fallen a splendid tear, 2026
oil and acrylic on linen, 41x33 cm