I don’t know what my day would have been like without my own cup of coffee, on my table which I painted with my own hands. Here is a touch of civilisation.In the warmth of my dreams I lose myself and meditate. I travel through history in my imagination and the imaginations of those who expressed their thought and plans on the clay slab surface. Ah! there it is, the first map in the world, and in front of me.Now I am sharing with my ancestors my own painting . Zainab_Art.