Cooking, storytelling, and summoning higher powers. Based between Sharjah & London, where she recently obtained an MFA degree from the Slade School of Fine Art in London, UK - Moza Almatrooshi's employment of fiction as a frame for gender & geopolitics stands glaring at a vantage point, which is in constant metamorphosis. Almatrooshi's reliance on the symbolism of food and magical realism creates translations of alternative truths & herstories, excavated from the severe erasure of Arabian polytheistic practices. These translations explore systems that thrive on the homogenisation of doctored religious and national identities, and the ways in which they are mobilised to achieve set agendas.
There is a man who crosses his legs and scrapes batter on a hot circular metal surface, it crisps and hardens more than it should. Further along the street, stands another, swiftly and aggressively tossing fresh dough into a fiery pit, the smell signaling that the dough is no longer active. | ||
Tongues burns with sweet surrender. | ||
Elsewhere, not too far away, a syrup disrupts an unassuming strata of phyllo, its heat steaming up to the Sun. She accepts all these offerings, and sends Her rays to pierce through the flesh of all whom She contains, so that She too might nourish them. | ||