Order notes 🧾
I am fascinated by receipts. I am nosey about people's lives, and from this one relic of their day, I learn so much about their behaviors, spending, and taste. I'm trying to do something else here, with receipts from my experiences.
Previously I would recreate receipts by drawing them and subtly switching out characters, trying to make this automated fact into fiction. Here in order notes I try to have both, slipping poetry into my food orders.
Receipts, order notes section, kitchen ticket holder
My job is to look at the sunset 🌇🤳
A letter to the gallery:
16 April 2023
To my fellow guests of the gallery,
Firstly I'd like to introduce myself; legally, my name is Mohamed Khalid, but I go by Khalid.
I would describe the work in my practice as findings, but I am making these findings. Sometimes the works are my thoughts, and sometimes they are an exercise. As an artist making/finding work is a game for me.
A game that gives me a sense of purpose every day, and I look forward to it. I produce work that gives me a reason to look forward to the next day.
You will find this text on the wall and a printer in the space. Indeed as time passed, a few images too.
Up until the 16th of April 2023. I have two thousand one hundred and forty-one images of the sunset. Experiencing and documenting the evening has been this anchor in my day. When I wasn't employed at a full-time job, regardless of what I did with my day. If I experienced a sunset, at least there was one routine task in my life.
For the duration of this exhibition, I will make the sunset a routine task.
For the upcoming weeks, during sunset time, I will be experiencing the sunset and documenting it. An image of it will be sent to print, showing proof in the space that I am fulfilling the task.
The gallery employees will mount these images on the wall once the sun has set.
iPhone, office printer, letter, sunset
Love, love is all I think about 🥀🌹
One day in the basement of my office, I found a rose in a bottle, quietly it lived there, in a zulal bottle. It was quietly extending its gesture of love.
Two weeks later, it’s no longer there. So I’ve been collecting the same water bottles I consume every day at work and on my weekend, I buy a bunch of roses, carry sugar with warm water, drive around and recreate this gesture.
In random places and places, I could express love publicly.
Found object, recreated found object, office water bottles, sugar, warm water, roses
