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Everyday Objects Turned Art Sculptures by Adam Niklewicz

It is always nice to see sense of humor in the art world, and the sculptures of Polish-born, American-based Adam Niklewicz, where he takes everyday household objects and furnishings and transforms them into sculptures, is some of the more playful work we have seen around in quite some time. As curator Steve Holmes writes, “His work evokes not homeland, but rather the absurdity of nostalgia, the futility of trying to be in any place other than the liminal space of the prefixed-American.”

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Back to school in Gaza: As hundreds of thousands of Palestinian children returned to school in Gaza on Sunday, Azhar recited a poem eulogising her father, killed by Israeli shelling in the enclave’s recent conflict.

"Daddy, what can I tell you, if I say I love you it’s not enough," the nine-year-old, who was beginning the fourth grade, read to a classroom of teary children."Today is the first day of school, so even though my dad was martyred in the war — I’m happy," she told AFP with a smile.

Azhar’s father Tamer Jundiyeh was killed in an air strike on the Shejaiya neighbourhood, orphaning her and her five younger siblings.

"I’m scared the war will start again," she told AFP, recalling the missiles from Israeli aircraft that hit her house and killed her father.

Azhar’s classmate Isra shook as she spoke of the Israeli raid that killed her grandfather and aunt.

"The martyrs and wounded were lying in front of us, we were very scared," the nine-year-old told AFP. "My grandfather and auntie Layla were killed, I saw them in our house."

Another classmate, Doa, had lost her school uniform after her house was destroyed, and came to class wearing regular clothes.

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