Islam & The Imagination: Notes From An American Artist In The 21st Century
By Time. Indeed man is in loss, Except those who have faith and do righteous deeds, and enjoin one another to [follow] the truth, and enjoin one another to patience.[…]
Category: Religion
On Making Cards For Eid & Ramadan: “It’s About Visibility”
Ten years ago, on the hunt for an Eid-ul-Fitr greeting card, writer and interfaith activist Hafsa Arain came away empty-handed. So she decided to make her own. She dived into[…]
Embracing Bengali Folk Islam & Complex Lived Experiences In The Diaspora
Learn about namaj before you do it. Keep your eyes on the human Mecca. Fulfill human’s desire here and now, through human. Handsome Kala [Krishna] plays in the world of the[…]
Walk Humbly, My Diasporic Desis
I am not entirely sure what it means to be a devout Hindu. What I do know is that I almost certainly am one. I’ve spent some of my past[…]
Muslim Parents Talk To Their Kids About Prejudice & Islamophobia In “Dear Child” Video
A new video features the sad, beautiful, and inspiring words of Muslim parents speaking open-letter style, to their children. Jubilee Project, a digital media group producing short films, PSAs and[…]
New Exhibition Shares Ramayana Through Art, Dance & Comic Zine
In college I read a shortened translation of the ancient Hindu epic Ramayana, all text and no illustrations. I remember it captured my attention, but it also felt a little strange to take[…]
Shreya360’s Virtual Golu: Creativity As Navarathri Offering
Taking inspiration from traditional golu displays from Navarathri celebrations, multidisciplinary California-based Tamilian-American artist Shreya360 began a practice last year of creating a “Virtual Golu” of art for each night of the[…]
Reflections On Celebrating Eid As A Muslim American (And Making Goat Curry)
Last week, I celebrated Eid-al Adha, one of the two major Muslim holidays of the year, marking the end of Hajj pilgrimage. People like me living away from their family[…]
I’m A Sikh And I’ve Cut My Hair. So What?
When I was fifteen, I attended my first (and only) IIGS camp (International Institute of Gurmat Studies). I packed my bags, excited to head up to Arrowhead for a week[…]